Tag Archive | Romantic poetry

Immoveable Mountains

ed tadiello

Artist Ed Tadiello; pinterest.com

As immoveable as mountains
Worn from stormy gusts
Is my love that draws you near
And anchors your heart to mine.

Deep in your eyes is the flame
That kindles my love afresh.

There are riches in these hills,
Treasures of gold,
Treasures untold,
Refined and shimmering bright.
Is my love
That glistens for you.

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Her Book Boyfriend

Artist Edward Runci; pinterest.com

On a windswept beach
under a golden sun
bathing in the cool shade,
she stenciled a heart
into the soft sand
and dreamed of him.
Her lover was larger than life
In every way,
Walking tall and strong,
Protecting what was his,
Romancing what was hers,
Enjoying what was theirs.
Her fantasy,
Her mirage,
Her apparition.
Seductive
Alluring
Invincible
Was his look,
his walk,
his touch.
She came here to be with him
To soak in his smile
To graze his sweet lips
To make her skin tingle
To make her heart flutter
To make her folds simmer.
He was here in her heart and mind
Bursting from the page
To ensnare her delicate essence.

A goodnight kiss

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Moonlight gleamed across the hay-covered loft
with a silver ray of light
dancing over her delicate
wavy blonde hair.

I leaned up from the ladder,
captivated
and heart-struck,
beholding my lover’s beauty.

Leaning over the top,
she smiled through her loving gaze,
and our lips met
like two stars converging
in a galaxy that knew no other.

I whispered goodnight,
a tender voice
but a desperate plea
to be with the one I love
forever and ever.

When Love Fondles the Heart

Artist Ed Tadiello; pinterest.com

Soft and tender were my words, my breath, my warmth that fondled her heart and enveloped her soul.

“Of all the women in the world tonight, none come close to you, my love,” I respired like fingers on a piano that touched all the right keys, “in perfect beauty and elegance, in suppleness and style.”

A delicate kiss on her ear followed my romantic rhetoric of love, revealing how much she meant to me on this date, sparking the flame that burned deep within us both, yearning to break free.

“Don’t stop,” she replied with eyes closed and a salacious moan, “let me hear it again.”