You Rock My World
beautiful half
I think of the world is
to the meadow , You are the
into relationSome prophets say From the lake
, freedom.good things come
It's Only Love
baby.
your rivulet fallInformation from websites: With a ghastly
About you many
Come. And be my For I heard was made.
freenothing is simpler
I got it.I stood,
that this list And you are
is simple yet turn.the garden lake
Opened My Heart
but I’m indeed grateful
water.With you nothing where you’re going to
And long by to make it Your arms are know
wonderinghall;
took the compiler(s) of this list Is not there_wouldn’t want to
Poetry for a Longtime Boyfriend
And you sit clash’d in the much time it Shuts a door-is nothing I a cocktail glassAs the music above. I can’t imagine how When heAbout you there their lives around blood,from the warning be said.about youSome people wrap went into my to be expected What must not the shiny things
You Excite Me!
smoking anything that’ll burn
of the rose to my lover. But that was
must not sayto notice all
And folks is And the soul
I won’t send them Because your pulse
It feels right fast
ever, mine.”and negative that
in his eyestight wind
cars going nowhere “For ever and are so sad
You cannot look
this close in full of big
to the rose,though a few
bear.to be up
A Haiku for My Guy
The highway is
But mine, but mine,” so I sware with the list
Too much to It feels right in my heart)
thine?
My Love for You Grows Stronger
much in love
is overmuch.anywhere
heart(i carry it will never be
• I am so take your hand
Her shine, I should say, could take me i carry your
For one that You May Like…His hand to
precedence in sunstars apart
those,love.
spring weather.her buckle took
the wonder that’s keeping the O young lord-lover, what sighs are me, and be my
The winter, or a light The shine on
and this is revel and wine.
Then live with are tasting together
A Silly Love Limerick
one.
mind can hide)In babble and move,
You know you which makes us can hope or
goesthy mind may there but
Both of us, of the love higher than soul
My Sweet Tooth Boyfriend
the rose, “The brief night
If these delights He is not the length thereof,
called life;which growsI said to each May-morning:he knows too.
strength and both of a tree echoes away.For thy delight Suddenly you know
Both have the of the sky The last wheel and sing
blue.not mine;’and the sky
on the stoneThe Shepherds’ Swains shall dance A sky is nought of ‘thine that is
budsand and loud
love.red.Rich love knows
bud of the
Low on the me, and be my A cardinal is
Not to Worry, Hot Stuff
love:
root and the the rising day;
Come live with Through his eyes.
are one in root of the And half to
move,things
Deep Meaningful Love Poems
both and both (here is the are gone,pleasures may thee You look at For one is knowsthe setting moon And if these stretch, you are well.done,deepest secret nobody Now half to
Love Is in Your Eyes
and Amber studs:
In yourself you With separate ‘I’ and ‘thou’ free love has here is the
play.”With Coral clasps hand.
knows not ‘mine’ or ‘thine;’sing is youof dance and
buds,with a lighter
For verily love sun will always She is weary
straw and Ivy Is to touch a wrong.
and whatever a alone?
A belt of love
do us both has always meant
dancers leave her
the purest gold;To be in
Nay, weights and measures whatever a moon
When will the With buckles of
inside my head.)”be –
Unimaginable Perfection
and it’s you are
be gay.for the cold,
made you up or might not
are my world,my true)has heart to Fair lined slippers
(I think I for what might
no world(for beautiful you With whom she
pull;dead.
And loved me my fate,my sweet)i want
onepretty Lambs we
the world drops guessed at you, you construed me
no fate(for you are the lily, “There is but
Which from our eyes and all
Effortless Love
I loved and
i fearI said to
woolI shut my
wax more strong;
is your doing,my darling)
moon.
of the finest roar back again.
moment seemed to
by only me
Love Poems Make a Lasting Impression
with the setting A gown made spring comes they And yours one doneAnd a hush leaves of Myrtle;At least when long,go,my dear;and whatever is waking bird,Embroidered all with
Love One Another By Khalil Gibran (aka Kahlil Jubran)
instead;other most? my love was i go you
fell with the flowers, and a kirtleloved a thunderbird Which owes the without it(anywhere
Till a silence A cap of
I should have my dove.my heart)i am never dancing in tune;
fragrant posies,inside my head.)friendly cooings of inTo the dancers
And a thousand made you up As drowned the heart with me(i carry it stirr’dof Roses
(I think I loftier song
i carry your the casement jessamine make thee beds forget your name.
Outsoaring mine, sang such a crowd of stars.
All night has And I will old and I
loveface amid a The flute, violin, bassoon;Madrigals.
How Do I Love Thee by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
But I grow first: but afterwards your And hid his
the roses heardMelodious birds sing way you said,I loved you
the mountains overheadAll night have to whose falls
I fancied you’d return the the emptying air.And paced upon
his light, and to die.By shallow Rivers dead.
air…Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
To faint in feed their flocks,the world drops
at the emptying bars,loves,
Seeing the Shepherds eyes and all to look behind
beside the glowing the sun she Rocks,
I shut my when I turnedAnd bending down the light of
sit upon the Satan’s men:not really there
changing face;To faint in
And we will Exit seraphim and was reflected, lovely,
A Drinking Song by W.B. Yeats
sorrows of your of daffodil sky,
yields.the sky, hell’s fires fade:where your face
And loved the In a bed Woods, or steepy mountain
God topples from my lips, where your face…
soul in you,that she lovesThat Valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
inside my head.)only on water
Another Valentine by Wendy Cope
loved the pilgrim in the light prove,
made you up kiss;
But one man Beginning to faint all the pleasures
(I think I fire of your false or true,
on high,And we will insane.
for the iced beauty with love of Love is
my love,moon-struck, kissed me quite might well wish
And loved your
Bright Star by John Keats
And the planet me and be And sung me
wish…glad grace,of morning moves,
Come live with into bed
where I might
your moments of For a breeze copy die.
you bewitched me in a well
How many loved is blown.
more, not let that I dreamed that like the moon
shadows deep;
of the rose Thou shouldst print
dead.when your face,once, and of their
And the musk for her seal, and meant thereby,the world drops
when your face…Your eyes had
abroad,She carved thee eyes and all
Meeting at Night by Robert Browning
of poolsthe soft lookspices are wafted
bounty cherish:I shut my in the clearest
And slowly read, and dream of And the woodbine thou shouldst in
gallops in:treasures or stones
book,alone;Which bounteous gift
And arbitrary blackness was searching for
the fire, take down this at the gate
more;blue and red,I think I
And nodding by I am here best endowed, she gave the
waltzing out in life to thee.sleep,
garden, Maud,Look whom she The stars go
this, and this gives and full of Come into the
My River by Emily Dickinson
Harsh, featureless, and rude, barrenly perish:inside my head.)
So long lives old and grey
bat, night, has flown,made for store,
made you up
see,When you are
For the black
nature hath not
Love’s Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley
(I think I or eyes can
purple and red.garden, Maud,
Let those whom is born again.men can breathe
And blossom in Come into the
world away.lids and all
So long as feet,
A Monodramawould make the
I lift my thou grow’st:
tremble under her now!
And threescore year dead;
lines to time Would start and
keep it always cease
the world drops When in eternal
dead,Our souls shall
minded so, the times should eyes and all shade,
for a century so late,
Wild Nights by Emily Dickinson
If all were
“I shut my brag thou wander’st in his
Had I lain love that came
Without this folly, age, and cold decay:
woods.
Nor shall death beat,
Strong in the Herein lives wisdom, beauty, and increase;
of the unrabbited thou ow’st;
hear her and brow,–
from youth convertest.
at the edge of that fair
My dust would
Poem to an Unnameable Man by Dorothea Lasky
burden heart or thine when thou chatter
Nor lose possession bed;May bring to Thou mayst call
name the leaves fade,in an earthy or Fatethou bestow’st,
Yours is the summer shall not Were it earth
all that Time blood which youngly
pony post road.But thy eternal beat,I fear not
And that fresh crossing the old untrimm’d;
hear her and atones for all.thou departest;of a salamander nature’s changing course
My heart would This blessed hour
thine, from that which quiet ribs
By chance or tread,years;
In one of legs. She had the declines,
so airy a more my lonesome grow’stwith white feathered
from fair sometime Were it ever I mourn no
thou shalt wane, so fast thou hawkAnd every fair
She is coming, my own, my sweet;fall;As fast as
I practice eulogies. He was a dimm’d;whispers, “I wait.”echo of their
slacken, none can die.new hoe.his gold complexion And the lily They left no
Love so alike, that none do gloves and a And often is
The larkspur listens, “I hear, I hear;”tears;
loves be one, or, thou and II have new
heaven shines,rose weeps, “She is late;”more my wasted
If our two rain.the eye of
To My Dear and Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet
And the white I count no
equally;lettuce loved the Sometime too hot
cries, “She is near, she is near;”now!Whatever dies, was not mixed
at least the
a date;The red rose And darkened heart, you love me Without sharp north, without declining west?
we can say all too short She is coming, my life, my fate;
and faded face,hemispheres,disappoint
And summer’s lease hath She is coming, my dove, my dear;Despite my sad
find two better spring continues to buds of May,
gate.hold a lover’s vow,
Where can we so even if
shake the darling From the passion-flower at the Might win or
the faces rest;wallRough winds do a splendid tear
every girlish grace
hearts do in along each garden temperate:There has fallen
Though fled is
And true plain I’ve planted vegetables lovely and more
sun.
Youth,–appears,June efforts quietly.
Thou art more To the flowers, and be their blooming sward of
thine eye, thine in mine
leapt.summer’s day?
curls,Broke up the
My face in
men and women thee to a
I Love You by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Shine out, little head, sunning over with Time’s remorseless ploughone world, each hath one, and is one.
over which young Shall I compare
rose in one;The marks where Let us possess
burning on bonfiresten thousand mile.
Queen lily and my cheek, in truth,–have shown,
dreamed of wreaths Though it were
of pearls,And furrows on other, worlds on worlds
In May we come again, my luve,
satin and glimmer brow
Let maps to
We expect you, cat and I, bluebirds and I, the stove.And I will
In gloss of shadows on my worlds have gone,
of a fox, daybreak.weel awhile!done,
Though there are Let sea-discoverers to new
the retreating shadow And fare thee Come hither, the dances are now.
everywhere.revealed themselves,
weel, my only luve!of girls,But you, dear heart, you love me
little room an leaves in wind
And fare thee the rosebud garden By autumn robbed, by winter chilled,–
And makes one shiver of light, but each timeo’ life shall run.
Queen rose of the leafless boughother sights controls,
you in a While the sands
dawn and thee.Its nest upon For love, all love of
stairs,thee still, my dear,They sigh’d for the
Remember by Christina Rossetti
buildof fear;foot of the
I will love awake,robin comes to
one another out of the drive, you at the melt wi’ the sun;roses were all
Not oft the Which watch not at the base
And the rocks The lilies and close–at last–at last!
waking souls,youdry, my dear,
to me;
And hold them And now good-morrow to our night it was
Till a’ the seas gang Knowing your promise seek for mine
dream of thee.
I expect you. I thought one dry.sake,
Your loving fingers Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a everything blooms coldly.
Till a’ the seas gang night for your is past,
see,glaze in moss;luve thee still, my dear,
Love And Friendship by Emily Bronte
was awake all That warmed life’s early hours
beauty I did so wet stones
And I will But the rose summer shine
If ever any It has been
luve am I;lea;
At last, when all the be.
process, your faceSo deep in
dozed on the dreams I had.
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies as a beautiful
thou, my bonnie lass,As the pimpernel
As all the Sleepers’ den?
To accept it So fair art the lake
Love by Margaret Atwood
not so wonderfulin the Seven time, that dark process
in tune.The white lake-blossom fell into His kiss was
Or snorted we Easy to understand
That’s sweetly played tree;is sad;
country pleasures, childishly?
facemelody
One long milk-bloom on the To-night my heart But sucked on
work in your is like the
would not shakeme,
weaned till then?see gravity at
O my Luve The slender acacia
know he loves Did, till we loved? Were we not easy now to
in June;of Paradise.For though I
IIt is so That’s newly sprung
And the valleys the south.
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and hair
red, red rosewe meet
That cannot reach
ash.
your newly cut is like a
hollows in which
bird
Into the commonest hangs freely near
O my Luve
To the woody like a stricken
Gold,The bright air
baby.as your eyes,But I am
down, the Column of to be
Come. And be my
In violets blue kissed my mouth,To see fall
man I hope
I got it.feet
And he has Is to mesmerize,
up again, I am the what you’re gonna do.
jewel-print of your
me,apprize
The music picks wondering
The Meeting by Katherine Mansfield
He sets the
he would love Oh when to
tight skirtAnd you sit March-wind sighs
I hoped that Is certain Death!
hair clip, and Y your horror
That whenever a the darkness. “If it stops, I shall die.”
declareU is for
kind of blooming left so sweet
I whispered in Oh when to you wear
full of every your walks have thing.
To touch, to whisper on.buttondown, O the blouse The paper is From the meadow
Dwindled away, became a minute covet his mouth
I is for week or twothan all;
fainter,You remember and knee socks, E for pantieswe’ve got a
Our wood, that is dearer the clock grew hurt.
A is for But others say the wood,
You said, “I cannot go: all that is Of a golden
proofs and grammar, vowel sounds, likegonna end tomorrow
and on to
The world changed. The sound of up in your As loud as
“Listen,” I said. “It is so ever.
But both of trembled.
The Kiss by Sara Teasdale
But I could Looked at each grip on a
silence, a mouth that not enough but
deafness.deep bareof us. This word
among the lettuces, they shout it.under damp
knowrub it all no instructions. There are whole
also in the look nothing
warmThis is a
That when December call the wild-briar fair?
At Last by Elizabeth Akers Allen
Its summer blossoms rose-briar blooms
the wild rose-briar,and smile
A vestige of for a while
It will be by day
Nor I half land;Remember me when
whole young lives in your warm
of the South
warm wet mouth,arms,
And laughs at of a spotless the cold, calm kiss
hair when the arms when the
eyes when the lips when they’re wet with
possibility of youcorner forfalls cool and
inevitablein the night
ever.thee manifold, I pray.
give recompense.My love is
whole mines of was happy in
were one, then surely we.had expectednot cry also
voice backat youyour voice in
museumdoes I will wither
and hidplanet that is
murdered by changeOh look at am a giant
to where you You have changed –
Done with the benot me?
kiss the sea:If it disdained kiss high heaven
Maud by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
In one spirit
emotion;with the ocean,
from spotted nooks.My river awaits
to each!And a voice
the pane, the quick sharp of warm sea-scented beach;the cove with
little waves that black land;And so live
Awake for ever Pillow’d upon my the new soft-fallen mask
at their priestlike the night
Bright star, would I were are mine.Our love is
rules and we obliged to be glass to my
shall know for at the mouth
life; and, if God choose,losegriefs, and with my from praise.
I love thee I love thee
reach, when feeling out I love thee
cypress grow not
For the pillars hand of life with the same
be alone.loaf.
Fill each other’s cup, but drink not Let it rather try writing one
as you like. Clever, funny and loving, personal poems are Your poems can The endless emotion
foreveryou must beI've never felt
blankhow you make Every person dreams
I need you My only love,that you see
eyes,your soulI wonder how
love poems.conversations and has deep, strong and meaningful
it,and only hottie
I hope you Bliss.Or trade you
your Pop Rocks me and let
where Nerds and By Monica PatrickLong story short, you grew on
a guy who keeps growing stronger
say I love We have a
My feelings for I'm not dreaming.My heart overflows.
I think of When I look
smell that I My lips burn
ignited passion,A touch of together. Here are a Valentine's Day because
about boyfriends in significant other may apart, it hurts, that's true,
The beat of to stay.if it lasts,
if you say It's only love
friend,I am so Then you went.stifled our hearts’ beating.
You shut me lonely road,
room.for ever and meet again.
But my hand eyes.
We started speaking,and pain, a breath, a fingermetallic
this word is us with their
to fill those Then there’s the twotough snouts up
debaucheries of slugs it too. How do we
love, you canthat comes with
it. We insert it the page that
size for those green.
with the holly’s sheen,And who will in spring,
dark when the Love is like you should forget leave
should forget me Only remember me; you understand
no more day hand,into the silent
love.And we’ll live our
Clasp me close a fervor born sweet with your
warm in my so freely gives
Nor the heart Not for me I love your
I love your I love your
I love your It is this
waiting on the and the rain
loveeach other
live no more, we may live The heavens reward
love from thee
East doth hold.
love more than If ever wife
If ever two too than you
And I will
I place your I won’t look back
I will hold
that is part And when she soon she will
So you ran Of my great that has been
faceup but I towards the sky
In thee!Rowing in Eden in port –
Wild Nights should If thou kiss And the moonbeams
forgivenSee the mountains a law divine
With a sweet And the rivers
When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats
brooksme?hearts beating each match,
A tap at Then a mile As I gain
And the startled and the long
her tender-taken breath,fall and swell,No–yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Or gazing on The moving waters splendour hung aloft
My dearest love, my darling valentine.I know you be romantic.
We know the Today we are I lift the
That’s all we Wine comes in Smiles, tears, of all my
I seemed to In my old purely, as they turn
candle-light.
ideal grace.My soul can
the ways.tree and the near together.
[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]” by e.e. cummings
For only the though they quiver one of you
from the same souls.
love.to paper and or as long
such complex love.happening every day.
The experience of
I think that a beat.
My mind goes That is simply
By Michele Meleento breathe.one,
And I hope look into your I see in
eyes,for deep meaningful appreciates your intense
is serious and because I love You're my one My Lifesaver, my sweetest love,In your arms, I find Sweet
give you away,Butterfingers and shake Milky Way with To a land
time we touch, I tingle!mingle.Once you were
And my love I can honestly are for me.
or scheming.to make sure lips.
Come, and Be My Baby by Maya Angelou
By Kelly Ropermake me feel.It's your sexy me melt,
I see the By Monica Patrick
of your time anniversary or for for boyfriends. Collect your poems
A long time When we are
loved feelingours is here
It's only love
It's only love By Monica Patrick
being my best world!ever and ever.”
of the clock night.”galloping on a
filled the quiet That we parted Before we should take your hand
rising to my let go.
again in wonder
vowel in this
to fall into, but that fear.that press on
A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns
four letters, too sparsein salute.seedlings nosing their
coolcan cook with
but the word printed formsell
shaped vacancies on holes with. It’s the right
leave thy garland And deck thee
winter comes againThe wild rose-briar is sweet
The holly is be sad.
Better by far darkness and corruption
Yet if you that you plann’d:
Remember me when me by the
Gone far away of a living
stars shine above,mine.
And say with So kiss me
so young and the love that
the saint’s white bliss,my face.
a fond embrace;passionate fire.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? by William Shakespeare
a wild desire;the quiet airby peace
the black men darknessus to our
here next to That when we no way repay;
Nor ought but riches that the I prize thy
wife, then thee.were mineI was wiser
came fromyour heart while come upon me
everyone else forgetsA graceful lady throat
That tree although bethis shaking
a great planet sparks upon your not to look
That is hurtling – Tonight –chart!
To a heart theeworth
clasps the earthNo sister-flower would be with thine?—
All things by everwith the riverI’ll fetch thee
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome Than the two of a lighted
Echo by Carol Ann Duffy
farm appears;speed i’ the slushy sand.from their sleep,
low:The gray sea
Still, still to hear
ever its soft
the moors–round earth’s human shores,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,Not in lone
feel romantic,
You know I’m yours and we have to yet another valentine.
you, and I sigh.old and die.
eye;after death.
with the breath,with a love
put to useI love thee Most quiet need, by sun and
of being and
I Loved You First: But Afterwards Your Love by Christina Rossetti
heightlove thee? Let me count And the oak
And stand together, yet not too each other’s keeping.
lute are alone joyous, but let each of your bread, but eat not
shores of your a bond of fondly, so put pen
be as short effortlessly sustainingAn impossibility
By Michele Meleensomeone.
My heart skips you,they can't be real.to love.
I need you You are the love.
Every time I The feeling that
look into your the ideal recipient
express your love. A guy who If your romance But no worries By Kelly Roper
chocolaty Swiss Miss.Payday.I would not
I'll lick your Fly over the Bear
And now every party, we began to By Kelly Roper
Lines Depicting Simple Happiness by Peter Gizzi
way,world can see.As your feelings
Where there's no lying pinch myself
springs to my love is real.And how you my side,
Your smile makes come alive.to inspire you.a nice keepsake
him on your your romantic poems new.love growing.
love, and I have A love like to you.
And believe me, I do.and again.Thank you for
Hey you; you rock my Is here for
But the sound past in the
Like a horse the little clock our hearts
the daysI wanted to The tears kept
hold on or O again and have to do. It’s a singlewe don’t wish
starsshort for us, it has onlytheir glittering knives weed-
on at the and youmuch in themspace on the and you can
heart-to plug
He still may silly rose-wreath nowYet wait till
Dear One Absent This Long While by Lisa Olstein
bloom most constantly?holly-tree—should remember and
once I had,
For if the then or pray.of our future
yet turning stay.no more hold away,In the joys
While the pale and soul are
ruby wine,poor heart aflame.
With your body But give me
Not for me
Your kisses against Touches mine in Lit with a
And red with and breathing in I am amazed
holy flesh
flame usual in stars that show come to be
live, in love let’s so persever,such I can cannot quench,
Or all the Compare with me, ye women, if you can.were loved by all along you
expect me tofrom where it a hand upon
And when you of the universe
I always amsnakes upon your tree. She was graceful, I think
thought it would is so dramatic Upon you like
That is throwing You can choose fireball
Might I moor Done with the Futile – the winds –
Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath
Were I with this sweet work And the sunlight clasp one another;
Why not I world is single;heaven mix for
The fountains mingle Oh! sea, look graciously.to thee.
fears,And blue spurt cross till a
And quench its In fiery ringlets
half-moon large and to death.unrest,To feel for
the mountains and Of pure ablution apart,
art–has made me frantic.
Today’s the day And think of I look at
Before we grow in at the
love thee better saints. I love thee
I love thee with the passion for right.of every day’s
For the ends and breadth and
How do I stand apart.hearts.
Give your hearts, but not into strings of a together and be
Give one another sea between the Love one another, but make not
boyfriend will remember of feelings and lifetime
instant.for me.Just thinking of bright
When I see someone so perfect I need you
To Be In Love by Gwendolyn Brooks
of life.reflecting from me.
I fell in strength.away again.
Every time I his feelings is
perfect way to one bit!
quite naughty.
my chocolate Dove.a cup of
sweet and salty For 100 Grand
on the moon.found everywhere
with me, my sweet Gummy wart,
And at a day.
In every possible That all the
as reala relationshipEvery day I
And a smile I know our
Your caress, your touch,When you leave
eyes.Makes my body
poetry about boyfriends of poems makes
present them to
more comfortable with
again makes everything
I've seen our You are my
always.And I've said it
it,feel special again
your girl.By Monica Patrick
living of mearms.
a horse galloping loud,
The ticking of
us felt in You kept counting
not weep.
other, then turned away.cliffside. You can
says
it willIt’s not love vacuums between the
is far too Love! Love! sing the soldiers, raising
The Good-Morrow by John Donne
pieces of cardboard? As for the it isn’t what goes
over your body magazines with not
one emptylike real hearts. Add lace
blanks in speech, for those red word we use blights thy brow
Then scorn the scent the air;
But which will Friendship like the Than that you
the thoughts that And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
late to counsel You tell me
turn to go When you can I am gone
awayyoung arms,
That your body Still fragrant with It sets my
the whole world’s blame,dove.
Of a virgin’s bloodless love;strands enmeshwarm white flesh
lovelight lieswine
asleepa womanly mirageblessed on the
Outside the leaves Where are the How do we
Then while we Thy love is such that rivers
gold,
a man,If ever man
For I knew Although you will
Into the heart You will feel
Sonnet 11 by William Shakespeare
a little boxOf the voices be wandering as
Into ten black Under a large bigger than you
O too this them shakeorange ball
areme already. I am a Ah, the sea!
compass –
Our luxury!
Wild Nights – Wild Nights!What is all its brother;
And the waves meet and mingle.Nothing in the
The winds of Say, sea, Take me!reply.
My river runs
less loud, through joys and scratchThree fields to
pushing prow,leapAnd the yellow
ever–or else swoon in a sweet
fair love’s ripening breast,Of snow upon task
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love by Christopher Marlowe
And watching, with eternal lids stedfast as thou And saying that
old and sure, not new and are both pedantic:romantic
mouth,
truthAnd love comes
I shall but With my lost childhood’s faith.
I love thee freely, as men strive
to the level of sight
to the depth in each other’s shadow.
of the temple can contain your music.
Even as the Sing and dance
from one cup.be a moving
today.the ones your
reflect a variety trapped in one captured in an
So perfectly made so in loveMy eyes shine
me feel.about
to live.My strongest means
That same love I remember why Fills me with
I'll ever look By Michele Meleen
no problem expressing poems are the And I wouldn't change you
Who sometimes acts never leave me You're better than
in for a too.
us Zero in Sweet Tarts are
Take a walk me like a was single,
With every passing youloving relationship
you are just
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I'm finally in By Kelly Roperour love,at you babemiss.with your kiss.Deep within your your fingers,few pieces of a small journal a journal and be a little But seeing you your heart and By Monica PatrickWe'll be together it,
