a romantic poem
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Teeth to teeth Grin to grin Eye to eye My oh my She stares back, I stare forward Blank expressions Tea tingling sensations Lemon leather movement Careful curiosity
Even though I can't compare I feel it is only fair To give myself a chance Tell me what did you see? That didn't make you flee What makes me so special? You're so sweet and gentle I just adore you
Shall I compare you to the wonders of nature?You have the majesty of the tiger, You are vivid and bright as the northern lights.I find you more valuable than any other beauty;
Let We Drawn The Night Into A Love, Let We Do The Sweetest Crime. Wonderful Lush Cross To Traveling, The Adore Bracing Of Glee! Once Into Excitment,
Listen Sweetheart, If You're The Moon, Then I Wanted To be Your Dark Sky. To make My Moon More Brighter In My Darkest Sky.
'Twas not a night on the eve of summer Nor a winter's day, When I bore witness to your dismay.
from two different terrains, one hot and one cold, a small fox, coat bright and bold..a lioness, coat soft and low, she was fearless, cunning and sweet, coming from the bitter cold to crossing the sand was no easy feat,
(Switches perspective between two people in each indented section.) I didn't lose my mind, I threw it away.I really won't be needing it anyway. You intrusively gaze into my eyesAnd I tell you everything's fine.I thought you'd doubt me, thinking it
All my life, everything was Gray My mind plagued in endless dismay Everything I knew has tried to kill me Swarming around, stinging like a killer bee
This boy is one for the history books
Shall fires and storms rage ignored in my mind, Unnoted, wreaking havoc, just to fade? Shall flowers of romance ne’er water find, And dry ere they assume their lovely shade?
I remember coming of age in a pivotal time, when young black boys was trying to make a penny off their rhymes. Young poets was tryna get paid, Beyonce had girls sipping lemonade. Days passed, days came, God got it pouring purple rain.
I'm in love with you. I love the sunrise, telling me that it's a new day. I love the breeze, calming my senses from everything. I love how the world is imperfect in ways
Picture this.....one of the most beautiful women you've ever seen. Taking photos of the city lights. All you can see if her pale skin glowing as she clicks the flash button.
You're my strength, My weakness, And everything in between. Your look, Your touch, Your kiss, Your gentle whisper. My senses are enveloped in every way. You adorn me as I adore you. Yet your mind is what I crave.
A poem borrowing the theme of
Your mind is an ocean, wide and wavering. Your voice is a drug that I find myself savoring. You are made up of something more than cells and body parts.
I sat down to write a romantic poem expressing how much I love you. However, I guess I’m not in a romantic mood right nowas I didn't findnothing romantically to say The words it seems