Cute True Love and Romantic Poem Latest Update

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Something so elusive is true love that many refuse to believe that it exists. Given what a me-first universe we live in, their unbelief is comprehensible.

True Love and Romantic Poem

In our souls, a love poem can always speak more deeply. This is my first attempt at writing a love poem. The most challenging aspect of it was choosing a title that best represented it. I couldn’t actually find one! So with your remarks, please be gentle.

Something so elusive is true love that many refuse to believe that it exists. Given what a me-first universe we live in, their unbelief is comprehensible.

When I’m in Love

When I’m in love,
no matter what challenges prevail in life,
there’s nothing that can take the light from my eyes,
the peace in my heart and the sincerity of my smile and all I know is that it is my beloveds love that sustains me.
I’m in love with your warmth,
I’m in love with your tenderness,
I’m in love with your beautiful angelic face,
There’s nothing that could ever stop me from loving you.

Love needs love
Love needs no reason in life,
Love needs no season,
The only thing it needs is a loving heart,
That kindles the life,
A special part,
Love is when two souls become one,
Love is a pure passion,
I love you so much my dear,
Living without you is my only fear!

When I’m in love,
My love is an endless ocean of commitment to my true loves heart
My darling, the one I’m eternally in love with is you,
Forever together and never apart.
I’m in love with your goodness, nobleness, your purity,
I’m in love with the celestial beauty of your eyes,
I’m in love with the compassion that flows from your heart,
When you see suffering,
I’m in love with the joy you give to me when skies are grey and life is difficult,
I know I will always have your arms to embrace me and take away any pain,
You are the meaning of true love,
You have taught me to sing its song,
I am in love with all that makes you who you are,
All you were created to be.

I’m in love with your smile,
So sweet, so soothing and comforting,
I’m in love with your embrace,
Which washes all my troubles away,
I’m in love with your eyes,
That tells me a million whispers, without you speaking a word,
I’m in love with your heart,
so gentle like the dove and as beautiful and eloquent as the most magnificent sunset,
There is no other in this world like you,
I searched for you in a myriad of places only to finally find you,
With my hearts sincerity I want to say,
I’m forever in love with you.

A Valentine

For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twins of Loeda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies
Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Search narrowly the lines!—they hold a treasure
Divine—a talisman—an amulet
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure—
The words—the syllables! Do not forget
The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor!
And yet there is in this no Gordian knot

Which one might not undo without a sabre,
If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus
Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing
Of poets, by poets—as the name is a poet’s, too.
Its letters, although naturally lying
Like the knight Pinto—Mendez Ferdinando
Still form a synonym for Truth—Cease trying!
You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.

I Love You

I love your lips when they’re wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses against my face.

Not for me the cold, calm kiss
Of a virgin’s bloodless love;
Not for me the saint’s white bliss,
Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives
And laughs at the whole world’s blame,
With your body so young and warm in my arms,
It sets my poor heart aflame.

So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,
Still fragrant with ruby wine,
And say with a fervor born of the South
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm young arms,
While the pale stars shine above,
And we’ll live our whole young lives away
In the joys of a living love.

How Do I Love Thee?

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I luv thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

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