Love Poems

Love Poem: A Song Of Love Hey, rose, just bornTwin to a thorn;Was’t so with you, O Love and Scorn? Sweet eyes that smiled,Now wet and wild:O Eye and Tear- mother and child. Well: Love and PainBe kinfolks twain;Yet would, Oh would I could Love again. – Sidney Lanier

Love Poem: A Special World A special world for you and meA special bond one cannot seeIt wraps us up in its cocoonAnd holds us fiercely in its womb. Its fingers spread like fine spun goldGently nestling us to the foldLike silken thread it holds us fastBonds like this are meant to last. And though

Love Poem: A Valentine to My Wife Accept, dear girl, this little token,And if between the lines you seek,You’ll find the love I’ve often spoken The love my dying lips shall speak. Our little ones are making merryO’er am’rous ditties rhymed in jest,But in these words (though awkward very)The genuine article’s expressed. You are as

Love Poem: Beautiful Dreamer Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me, Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,Lull’d by the moonlight have all pass’d a way! Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,List while I woo thee with soft melody;Gone are the cares of life’s busy throng, —Beautiful dreamer, awake

Love Poem: A Smile and A Gentleness There is a smile and a gentlenessinside. When I learned the name and address of that, I went to whereyou sell perfume. I begged you not to trouble me so with longing. Comeout and play! Flirt more naturally. Teach me how to kiss. On the grounda spread blanket,

Love Poem: My beloved angel, I am nearly mad about you, as much as one can be mad: I cannot bring together two ideas that you do not interpose yourself between them. I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I

Love Poem: My Country Love If you passed her in your cityYou would call her badly dressed,But the faded homespun coversSuch a heart in such a breast!True, her rosy face is freckledBy the sun’s abundant flame,But she’s mine with all her failings,And I love her just the same. If her hands are red they grappleTo

Love Poem: My Dearest Gertrude: You will be sorry, and surprised, and puzzled, to hear what a queer illness I have had ever since you went. I sent for the doctor, and said, “Give me some medicine. for I’m tired.” He said, “Nonsense and stuff! You don’t want medicine: go to bed!” I said, “No;

Love Poem: Lullaby Lay Your Sleeping head, my love,Human on my faithless arm:Time and fevers burn awayIndividual beauty fromThoughtful children, and the graveProves the child ephemeral:But in my arms till break of dayLet the living creature lie,Mortal, guilty, but to meThe entirely beautiful. Soul and body have no bounds:To lovers as they lie uponHer tolerant

Love Poem: Marriage Morning Light, so low upon earth, You send a flash to the sun.Here is the golden close of love, All my wooing is done.Oh, the woods and the meadows, Woods where we hid from the wet,Stiles where we stay’d to be kind, Meadows in which we met! Light, so low in the