Love Poems

Love Poem: Don’t write too legibly or intelligibly as I have no occupation so pleasant as pondering for hours over your hieroglyphics, and for hours more trying to interpret your dark sayings. A clearly written simply expressed letter is too like the lightening.– Duff Cooper to Diana

Love Poem: Darling, my darling. One line in haste to tell you that I love you more today than ever in my life before, that I never see beauty without thinking of you or scent happiness without thinking of you. You have fulfilled all my ambition, realized all my hopes, made all my dreams come

Love Poem: Song: To Celia Drink to me, only with thine eyesAnd 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 riseDoth ask a drink divine:But might I of Jove’s nectar supI would not change for thine. I sent thee late

Love Poem: Cinderella I’m standing on the stairs in a magnificent hallWearing the dress that I bought for the ballIt’s long and flowing, sparkling whiteMy tiara of diamonds shines in the light At the bottom of the stairs you’re waiting for meAnd I gracefully float down for all to seeYou take my hand and touch

Love Poem: Clenched Soul We have lost even this twilight.No one saw us this evening hand in handwhile the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my windowthe fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops. Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand. I remembered you with

Love Poem: Confession Touched by all that love isI draw closer toward youSaddened by all that love isI run from you Surprised by all that love isI remain alert in stillnessHurt by all that love isI yearn for tenderness Defeated by all that love isat the truthful mouth of the nightForsaken by all that love

Love Poem: Beauty and Love Beauty and love are all my dream;They change not with the changing day;Love stays forever like a streamThat flows but never flows away; And beauty is the bright sun-bowThat blossoms on the spray that showersWhere the loud water falls below,Making a wind among the flowers.– Andrew Young

Love Poem: Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her If questioning would make us wiseNo eyes would ever gaze in eyes;If all our tale were told in speechNo mouths would wander each to each. Were spirits free from mortal meshAnd love not bound in hearts of fleshNo aching breasts would yearn to meetAnd

Love Poem: Beware, Josephine; one fine night the doors will be broken down and there I shall be. In truth, I am worried, my love, to have no news from you; write me a four page letter instantly made up from those delightful words which fill my heart with emotion and joy. I hope to

Love Poem: Camomile Tea Outside the sky is light with stars;There’s a hollow roaring from the sea.And, alas! for the little almond flowers,The wind is shaking the almond tree. How little I thought, a year ago,In the horrible cottage upon the LeeThat he and I should be sitting soAnd sipping a cup of camomile tea.