Poems on the topic: love

Poems on the topic “love” on Poets.by.

CheerfulDave Bonta

Owl and pussycat redux

who as a couple kill one another out of love I and my wife or my bookseller and me we must be ruined minding nothing but lust we who we who enchant playing owls
RomanticDave Bonta

Instrumental

an ordinary husband may sing tuning his guitar I play a bad instrument with rich oils I dare not believe it is good better than expected and my love is dancing in her bed
RomanticDave Bonta

Black is the color

how lightly a kiss speaks no word but ourselves like the ink of night lost in her mourning gown
RomanticDave Bonta

Unobtainable

far off the legerdemain of a peak often seen yet impossible ever to have as are you
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Aging revolutionary

all the fields between us so cold a land how infinite the locks and keys to keep love out and touching only in the family full of sour years together brothers and sisters husbands and wives and me with my great round gut like a gold watch to let an inconceivable time be born
RomanticDave Bonta

Entangled life

doors in the forest took the dimensions of certain spots where we met so the heart’s wishes grow intricate together sorrow in balance with glad
AnxiousDave Bonta

Visceral

given the land given love an enlarged mouth makes things over parts play a part the very heart gone to supper
RomanticDave Bonta

Sacrificial

if love is an accident I should be kind to this rogue October heart take it out for dinner all good and hot like a devil pleased to have my private sin sing another piece of my song
SadDave Bonta

Maudlin

discourse furred with the first love of a drunk who would kiss anybody for a curse who surrendering to the ground would remain in doubt
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Polar opposites

love is a strange sun a white bear lost at sea I am never troubled by angry words and I like being in the dark excess of light makes eyes believe vicious and impossible things like little kings making a peace out of the dead
RomanticDave Bonta

Printing press

is love a print of passion is the frame so fine we exceed the sheet are amours made clean again at night
RomanticDave Bonta

Rekindled

the morning got close to you with many sparks ourselves as we were again might sing

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