Romantic poems

Romantic poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.

RomanticLuca Flauto

VIII - Jupiter

It was dark and cloudy, cold but a weak light, a candle in a rusty white lantern, was dancing silently. A rusty table, in the middle of the garden, where we sat to talk. Memories of being warmed up by a fireplace. Looking up, the sky was black, not completely, the city lights looked like muted fireworks. The stars were not there. We saw you there, Jupiter the only little star coming to us. Your crossed-eyed look hit us in the deep.
RomanticLuca Flauto

VII - Staring at the water

What a weird spring! Days of sunlight, days of heavy rain April is a joker among the months, switching seasons through the hail. Mistral is blowing hard shaking the light dress of trees, the weak blossoms, the fragile leaves. Oh, that wind! Strong enough to break my lips but not enough to heal the pain. You hold my hand, making me blush, take me to the park where we can sit and stare at the water. The old bench is floating on that wet mirror, sometimes blue, sometimes grey. Here we are, sorrounded by the sound of Mother Nature
RomanticLuca Flauto

XI - 2nd June

Finally we can walk under the warm Sun, between disconnected paths, breathing the scent of nature. I was kidnapped by that intriguing and pure forest. The river was drawing a line, a pulsing vein The same I felt the night before touching your wrists. Passion tasted us, your lips slipped down on my neck down to the back. Your warmth relieved my invisible scars. Your palms reminded me
RomanticLowercased lyn

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strand of hair no.4 Sometimes the people I care about don't realize I care for them Or not that much They don't realize it I'd do the biggest small things for them I'd fill a basket of paper cranes for them I'd be all ears for them I'd run my life away with them I'd open their eyes to the world I'd go to hell and back for them I'd paint a beautiful interpretation of life for them I don't want them to return the care I just want them to acknowledge the care And to appreciate the care
RomanticLovelie336

Hold My Hand

Hold my hand, When we walk through the fields. Don't let me get lost, Even though it bleeds. Hold my hand, When we run from what we trusted. Don't let me fall to the ground, Even though I beg you to...
RomanticLovelie336

Sunburns

I want to hold your hand, As we fall apart... Disintegrating... Disanimating... I want to hold you, Together... While we burn in the sun...
Romanticlost and found

Whispers

love me, Please love me, Please I love you, Please let me love you, Sorry I loved you.
Romanticlost and found

Goodbye! Goodbye?

Say hello is opening up Say goodbye is giving up If I ever say goodbye don't expect to see me If I say hello then you are someone I need So please don't ever say goodbye Never
RomanticLorenzo Fuentes

Short and sweetish

Just hold my hand this one last time. Say I'm dumb I do not mind. Just stay here with me until we're gone, as our feelings finish this cliché song. It's all been done before I know it's true. But all I want is me next to you. Take me back to the time of Windows that tried to sell us out. And Cold feet under warm blankets that kept us safe from doubt. Your smiles that bent reality and made the distance between our lips feel like endless space. Space that we traveled in fractions of seconds. Just one more kiss before I leave. Just one more moment with you and me. Just one more kiss. I may never leave. Just a few more to keep my heart beating. Just 100 more. Until I can't breath.
RomanticKrissi

Lucius

When you meet him You will forget how to talk Be deaf And blind But he will taste like the poetry You wished you could write
RomanticKrissi

Language Of Love

Be mine Don't be hers Trust me Don't trust the wrong ones Take my hand Don't leave me hanging Let me lead you Not push you away Learn my language Don't misunderstand me
Romantickrazipersun

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Oh, silent celestial evening sphere Whose hook is your own heart, Distant longing and looking near, Injured by longest inches apart, What bright eyes and silken voice Compels kings imprisoned by own choice? Was it that cruelest soulful dearth To have Heaven's gem tethered to Earth? At times like these, I have a thought As you hover 'bove the lake, "Do we endure for endurance sake Or is there nothing that casts the lot?" Why can't the heart be told where to land? Doesn't it know rocks near oceans always turn to sand? Yet still insists on where to go Yet has no proof for it to show.

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