romantic love poems
romantic love poems

Best Romantic Love Poems

Romantic love poems: There is nothing more romantic than receiving a love poem from the one you love. The words of love and admiration are sure to fill your heart with happiness. Whether you are looking for a short love poem to share with your partner, or a longer one to express your deepest feelings, you will find a perfect match in this collection of romantic love poems for him and her.

romantic love poems
romantic love poems

Sweet Love Poems

“The More Loving One” by W.H. Auden. Were all stars to disappear or die, . And feel its total dark sublime,”

“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.”

“And all that’s best of dark and bright.
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.”

“Through life and after death you are my queen;.
For with my death the whole truth shall be seen.
Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;.
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene;.
Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen.”

“And red with a wild desire;.
Lit with a passionate fire. .
Touches mine in a fond embrace;.
Your kisses against my face.”

“You will love again the stranger who was your self. .
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart.
all your life, whom you ignored .
for another, who knows you by heart.”

“Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;.
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;.
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font.
The firefly wakens; waken thou with me. .
Now drops the milk-white peacock like a ghost,.
And like a ghost she glimmers on to me.”

“I loved you first: but afterwards your love.
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song.
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long, .
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong.”

“Again and again, even though we know love’s landscape.
and the little churchyard with its lamenting names.
and the terrible reticent gorge in which the others.
end: again and again the two of us walk out together .
again .”

Love Poems

Romantic Love Poems

May you have the love only two can know.
May you go where only two as one may go.
May the sun rise and set in your bonded hearts and the moon never find you too long apart.

May you cherish each other’s dreams as your own and turn stumbling blocks into steppingstones.

May you brave life’s mountains and miles together.

May there be no storm your love cannot weather.

May you be lovers and allies and friends.

May your soul’s conversation never end.

May you capture on earth what’s in heaven above.

May your hearts know the rapture of an uncommon love.

Love Poems For Her

Love Poems For Her

“I can only hope for this loving grace,
To continue and never end.
You are more than I have ever deserved,
I cannot even comprehend.
I love you more than I probably share,
May you understand and see this truth.
I always have and always will,
Now in my prime, started in my youth.”

“Drink to me only with thine eyes

And I will pledge with mine.

Or leave a kiss but in the cup

And I’ll not look for wine.

The thirst that from the soul doth rise

Doth ask a drink divine;

But might I of Jove’s nectar sup,

I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,

Not so much hon’ring thee As giving it a hope that there

It could not withered be;

But thou thereon did’st only breathe,

And sent’st it back to me,

Since when it grows and smells, I swear

Not of itself, but thee.

Escape me?

Never—

Beloved!”

Romantic Love Poems For Her

“While I am I, and you are you,

So long as the world contains us both,

Me the loving and you the loth,

While the one eludes, must the other pursue.

My life is a fault at last, I fear—

It seems too much like a fate, indeed!

Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed—

But what if I fail of my purpose here?

It is but to keep the nerves at strain,

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To dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall,

And baffled, get up to begin again,—

So the chase takes up one’s life, that’s all.

While, look but once from your farthest bound,

At me so deep in the dust and dark,

No sooner the old hope drops to ground

Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,

I shape me—

Ever

Removed!”

“You brought me sunshine

when I only saw rain.

You brought me laughter

when I only felt pain.

Romantics at heart?

Love at first sight?

Have I known you before?

God! This feels so right!

Have I met you before?

Another time, another place?

If it’s only one night,

will it bring us disgrace?

What are these feelings?

Must they be temporary?

Just to make you happy

seems so necessary.

I want you to know,

’cause I’ll never forget –

knowing your smile,

your kisses and yet…

Dreams are something,

that can’t always come true,

nothing more we can say,

nothing more we can do.”

 

“A sweet disorder in the dress

Kindles in clothes a wantonness:

A lawn about the shoulders thrown

Into a fine distraction–

An erring lace, which here and there

Enthrals the crimson stomacher–

A cuff neglectful, and thereby

Ribbands to flow confusedly–

A winning wave, deserving note,

In the tempestuous petticoat–

A careless shoe-string, in whose tie

I see a wild civility–

Do more bewitch me than when art

Is too precise in every part.”

Short Love Poems

I found myself a life long love,
One who knows and respects me.
Life together could not be any better,
How lucky can one person be?

I found myself a love so great,

Sometimes myself I pinch

Until now I didn’t think this was possible,

You make lovin you a cinch!

I Would Live in Your Love

I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,

Borne up by each wave as it passes,

drawn down by each wave that recedes;

I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me,

I would beat with your heart as it beats,

I would follow your soul as it leads.

To My Loving Husband

Was it fate that we met

To find my true soul mate

Was truly once a dream

Now a reality.

 

I never felt this way before

Now here you are at my door

We have a connection

That will always be.

It would take me forever

To list the reasons

I love you

For all seasons.

 

As the years pass

My love grows more

For you my dear

Are special to me.

 

It is like a love story

The relationship that we have

I count my blessings

For how lucky can I be

to have you as a husband.

Everyday Celebration of Love

I don’t need just one day to celebrate our love,

I get to do that ever day.

Through kisses, hugs and daily talks,

Nothing can make me stay away.

But it is nice to have one day,

When only our love is on the mind.

A time to share our feelings of love,

While our fingers intertwine.

My love for you rides mountains,

So many ups and downs, emotions soar.

But one thing never changes,

My love for you, I cannot ignore.

True Love Romantic Love Poems

There are days I feel this is too much,

And I don’t know what to do.

But let’s face it, who are we kidding,

I want nothing else but you!

No Life Before You

I often think about ,

How much our love has grown.

Your smiles, hugs and goofy looks,

You make me happier than I have ever known.

 

Life before you must have been very dull,

I don’t remember much before you came along.

My life never mean’t very much to me,

You have given me purpose, I now belong.

There will come a time when I will stop,

And think how did I deserve all this.

A loving partner to come home to each day,

A wonderful marital bliss.

Short Romantic Love Poems

Blessed am I who received this gift,

Bless am I indeed.

Help me to share my gratefulness,

You my love are all I ever need.

I can only hope for this loving grace,

To continue and never end.

You are more than I have ever deserved,

I cannot even comprehend.

I love you more than I probably share,

May you understand and see this truth.

I always have and always will,

Now in my prime, started in my youth.

I was thinking of all the ways I could say

How very much you mean to me

I thought about it for days and days

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And then realized I love you, was all I had to say.

 

When I am with you

My world is so bright

I feel like nothing more is due

You bring sunshine and light.

 

Together we are, together we will stay

Nothing will break our promise of love

Forever and forever and another day

Our love will continue in heaven above.

It is hard to describe the feeling of love

The feeling of your heart skipping a beat

Or of flying like that of a dove

These are the feelings I have when we meet.

 

But now the years have past

And our love continues to grow stronger

It has grown so very vast

I’ll love you forever and even longer.

There are many types of love that abound:

For our children that demonstrates our adoration.

For our sisters and brothers, they are the special others.

For our parents and their accomplishments.

For our friends on them we can always depend.

For our neighbor should never be a labor.

For our wife is a big part of our life.

But above all is the love for God that all men are called.

If I were to compare our love to a tree

Our roots grow stronger I’m sure you’d agree.

We sometimes face winds that are strong

But you and I face them together all along.

 

And our family is like the branches of the tree

Most of the time happy but at times they disagree.

And even as we age we continue to grow

Just like each season even when it snows.

 

We have learned how to bend

With each storm that sends

Challenges and disappointments

That seem to have no end.

 

But each year we find that our leaves they do bloom

And our love for each is like the best perfume.

Love is like the wild rose-briar,

Friendship like the holly-tree

The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms

But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,

Its summer blossoms scent the air;

Yet wait till winter comes again

And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now

And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,

That when December blights thy brow

He may still leave thy garland green.

I have never been a man of many words,

Expressing my feelings is always hard.

The right words never come to mind,

So I try to find them in a card.

Cards can only get me so far,

They are good but never complete.

They touch on the basics of love,

But are almost too vaguely discrete.

 

So how can a man like myself communicate,

A love so deep as ours?

There are always ways to express our love,

Such as presents, chocolate or flowers

 

External gifts are fun to receive,

But there meaning is often short-lived.

Let every glance, every kiss and every sweet word I say,

Be remembered so long as you live.

More Short Love Poems

Oh my love but if I could,

give you the stars and moon above.

Filling all your life with beauty,

and all my endless love.

Charles Johnson, Love Poems and More From the Heart and Soul of Man

If my love were an ocean, there would be no more land.

If my love were a desert, you would see only sand.

If my love were a star- late at night, only light.

And if my love could grow wings, I’d be soaring in flight.

Time is Too Slow for those who Wait,

Too Swift for those who Fear,

Too Long for those who Grieve,

Too Short for those who Rejoice;

But for those who Love,

Time is not.

There are many feelings stirring strong

Deep within my heart;

Telling me that finally

Love has made its start.

When you’re in love

It’s not just something of the heart

But also of the mind

And you wish to never be apart

Poems About Love

Together we quarreled
Together we smiled
When my heart was full of aspire
You were there to admire

Only you could feel the pain
And that pinched me again and again
You love me more than anyone else
All I want to say is “I Love you, my sister”
I’m so lucky to have a sister like you
Who forgives all my mistakes
She never speaks aloud
May our true relationship never break
Your presence in my life makes me proud

I am so lucky to have a sister like you.
Love you my doll
Poems for Little Sister
Poems for My Sister

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I feel a special kind of bond with you
That makes me admire your loving thoughts
I like the way you care for me
You are there to listen to my secrets
Please forget those moments when we fought
All I want to tell you is that you are everything to me

I am the one who irritated you the most
But I am connected to you from my heart
Sitting by your side I want to share your worries
May the two of us never part
I want to hold your hand and make a promise
I will always be there for your support
I am blessed to have a sister like you!

Dear, sister! I am so privileged
To be in your company every day
All the fun and excitement together
Makes the time to quickly pass away
To me, nothing is more special
Than having a sweet sister like you
Days come and go without any spark
But only your presence makes everything influential
May this lovely time last forever
And you remain in my heart always

It feels great whenever I tease you
Honestly, by nature, you are very rude
Now you are far away from me
I wish to celebrate this special day
My heart is full of prayers and wishes
May happiness and success surround you

Love Poems For Funerals

Because I could not stop for Death

He kindly stopped for me –

The Carriage held but just Ourselves –

And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste

And I had put away

My labor and my leisure too,

For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove

 

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain

We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed Us –

The Dews drew quivering and Chill –

For only Gossamer, my Gown –

My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground –

The Roof was scarcely visible –

The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – ’tis Centuries – and yet

 

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses’ Heads

Were toward Eternity –

This poem is a hopeful wish for peace and a beautiful tribute to mom ending with:

Let the last touch of your hands be

gentle like the flower of the night.

Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a

moment, and say your last words in silence.

I bow to you and hold up my lamp

to light you on your way.

You’ve Just Walked on Ahead of Me by Joyce Grenfell

This funeral poem is especially suited to moms, our first caretaker.

I try and cope the best I can

But I’m missing you so much

If I could only see you

And once more feel your touch.

Yes, you’ve just walked on ahead of me

Don’t worry I’ll be fine

But now and then I swear I feel

Your hand slip into mine.

Love Poems For Him

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 everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the 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.
— Elizabeth Barret Browning

My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Through storm, wind, and heavy rain,
It will withstand every pain.
Our hearts are so pure and love so sweet.
I love you more with every heartbeat!
— Elaine Chetty

I’m jealous of the morning sun
That gets to be the first to see you
Or the coffee cup
Who gets to kiss your sleepy lips awake
— Anonymous

Who’s deeply in love with you
a person who would sail any sea
all of that he would do, just for you
He’s not afraid of anything
completely nothing at all
because for you he will conquer all his fears
to save you from all those tears
This person I wish to bring out someday
so I can finally say
this three words I keep deep inside me
which has been trying to break free
I know the time will come
when I can finally tell you
this three wonderful words which are
I Love You
— James Toles

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You and I
Have so much love,
That it
Burns like a fire,
In which we bake a lump of clay
Molded into a figure of you
And a figure of me.
Then we take both of them,
And break them into pieces,
And mix the pieces with water,
And mold again a figure of you,
And a figure of me.
I am in your clay.
You are in my clay.
In life we share a single quilt.
In death we will share one bed.
— Kuan Tao-Sheng

My lips are full of kisses
they pucker and plump when you are near,
This pair isn’t happy until your lipstick we smear,
My lips are full of kisses
even now they move your way
for the promise of heaven is just a kiss away!
— Anonymous

Life has taught us that love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

To some stranger you might be nothing at all.
But to me you are why I wake up in the mornings,
You are the reason why am not crying anymore.
You were the gentle man that came along,
And put together the pieces of me someone else had made.
Every time our lips meet it’s like we have made a trip around the universe,
Just me and you looking down on everyone else.
I know whenever those 3 words are going to be said it will be heaven on earth,
I will melt to the soil beneath your feet.
But now even being reminded you like me calls those butterfly‘s to my stomach.
It’s like your voice has a secret code for the butterflies all over the earth,
Every time you speak they always show up.
Just remember,
To a stranger you might mean nothing at all.
But to me you’re my butterfly whisperer,
My smile.
— Alisha Manion

I think I was searching for treasures or stones
in the clearest of pools
when your face…
when your face,
like the moon in a well
where I might wish…
might well wish
for the iced fire of your kiss;
only on water my lips, where your face…
where your face was reflected, lovely,
not really there when I turned
to look behind at the emptying air…
the emptying air.
— Carol Ann Duffy

Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced
and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
of our wishes—do you recall? And we
did make so many! For there were countless numbers
of stars: each time we looked above we were
astounded by the swiftness of their daring play,
while in our hearts we felt safe and secure
watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate,
knowing somehow we had survived their fall.
— Maria Wilke

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
– William Butler Yeats

How is it that you are real? My dreams never created something like you. I still have to pinch myself, because I’m amazed you are true.
— Anonymous

Night casts eerie shadows upon the wall,
distorting the reality tonight.
Plagued by diseased images of the mind,
I toss and turn in my fitful slumber.
Darkness clouds my mind like ink to water,
spreading till everything remains black.
Eyelids flutter until I have awakened,
startled into the silhouettes that are
this room. Fear creeps over my shoulder, but
there is nothing to fear, for my angel lies
sleeping beside me. Safely tucked beneath
his wings, I may slumber onward tonight,
with his warmth burying me so sweetly.
A serene calm brushes over my cheek,
allowing sleep to follow it softly.
— Alexandra

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.
— P.Neruda

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If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
— Anne Bradstreet

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.
— Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I loved you first: but afterwards your love
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long,
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you, you construed me
And loved me for what might or might not be –
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not ‘mine’ or ‘thine;’
With separate ‘I’ and ‘thou’ free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of ‘thine that is not mine;’
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one.
— Christina Rossetti

When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved hands
to pass their freshness over me one more time
to feel the smoothness that changed my destiny.
I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep,
I want for your ears to go on hearing the wind,
for you to smell the sea that we loved together
and for you to go on walking the sand where we walked.
I want for what I love to go on living
and as for you I loved you and sang you above everything,
for that, go on flowering, flowery one,
so that you reach all that my love orders for you,
so that my shadow passes through your hair,
so that they know by this the reason for my song.
— Pablo Neruda

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.
— Sylvia Plath

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