Love Poetry For Couple

I've captured unicorns in flight Through twilights purple skies Danced with Aphrodite as I gazed into her eyes I've been intrigued by whispering angels Frozen by the breath of the Divine Made love atop soft silver clouds Built castles from the sands of time In a breath I've taken in the Scent of all that perfumes Eden Bathed in glistening moonlight Transformed rainbows into seasons Mythic journeys through the heavens Have never taken me as high As the magic of her presence or the Sparkle in her eyes She is my goddess of love and beauty She is my Lord Divine Enchanting as the blackest rose Yet radiant as sunshine She has the smile of an angel A butterflys gentle touch Ti's she who mystifies my dreams I've come to love so much I find myself returning to the Streams of liquid light Condemned to suffer once again Amidst that ghostly winter night Forbidden love concealed in shadows Haunting secrets unrevealed Despair and sorrow fill my eyes for She knows not how I fe

At times in life, when I stop distressed, To find my wounds, lying undressed; And pain is all that I can feel, With no one around, to get me to heal. At times in life, when I do tire, Whose company do I admire? I search in vain, for a lap to lie, If not that, just a shoulder to cry. At times in life, whom do I blame? When fate plays a nasty game. Best friends turn bitter foes, And leave behind a string of throes. At times in life, when everything's good, I'm enjoying good wine and delicious food. Just when I have, forgotten to cry, With whom do I share this ample joy? At times in life, when I'm trudging along, With no one to whom I can belong; I need nothing, but love that's true, Which is why I am, in search of you!   Author: Himanshu Deshpande  

In my heart, I hold your love close, It's your love that I need the most. I sit here as I watch the sunrise In the morning dew, I see the tip of it looking like a flame, As I'm feeling this burning love for you. I sit here alone with all my thoughts of you, Watching the sunlght begin to fill the room. Thinking of our future, And all the things that we will do, You holding me in your arms, Your heart beating against mine, As we get lost in time. As I dream of that distant place, Where you will always be mine. In my heart you will always be, The one, the only one for me! I don't look forward going through the day, Knowing you're not here with me. Thinking of the endless hours, And the days dragging by. Why does it have to be this way? I have a wish for you and me, And I hope that the good Lord grants it, For you see, I wish that you would bring your love to me. In my heart, You will never leave, So I don't have to grieve, In my heart, You're my only one, And I wa

Your the one in my dreams at night, while stars shine and in my mind good things twine. Every night I wish to see you, to hold you and feel you. But yet these things I never show, I just want you to know that they are there. For you when you're in spare for love. And so I end in my deepest reget that I waited so long to show my love to you. But you mean more to me than anything.   Author: Ursula  

Save me a place in your heart. Let me stay ~ never to part. You'd be my hero, By now you should know That I'll save you a place In my heart... Shall I say it over again To the tune of a gentle refrain? As we walk in the sun We'll be as one, You and I together Falling in love once again.   Author: Joyce Hemsley  

My stomach churns like stormwater running to the sea and in the wake of the storm I am strewn with debris. * When you look at me with that innocent face, as artless as the full moon, as simple as the round of cream at the top of those old glass bottles � then I forget your other side, the veiled moon, the averted head, the shuttered eyes. * This afternoon the harbour was still and sultry

The musical nightingale told me that you are thinking about me just as I am thinking of you... breezes thro' the trees whispered that sometime between sunset and sunrise, we will meet in Heaven's rendezvous. Ah - and the waning moon promised you would be there anon, holding me tenderly - singing our love song. I always believe the harvest moon also the gentle nocturnal breeze. And how could a nightingale ever lie? So tonight will be our night of nights with a million bright stars in the sky.   Author: Joyce Hemsley  

I haven't known you very long but that's not the way I feel; I've told you all about me I have nothing to conceal. What I say may sound silly now but you'll find it to be true; I never thought that when we met I would fall in love with you. You are my new beginning, you're the door to life beyond; you're all that I could ever want or ever need to carry on. You're the future I have dreamed of, you're a new and brighter day; with you, there is no looking back, the past can fade away. Though I haven't known you very long you'll find all I've said is true; I never thought that when we met I would fall in love with you.   Author: William Thomas Kinsey  

Our family was large; when we met we embraced six hundred times for a long while I was inseparable from my cousin but such is life you learn to let go of things not meant for you Marcel Proust wrote to Celine ten times in the hope of boeufs - carottes and while I�m dropping names there�s Vincenzo Campi�s painting where I lie in the arms of my brothers

It wasn't love at first sight, it came to me late at night, when my soul was filled with life's plight, that was when I saw your light. I knew you were who I'd been searching for, the reason I had stepped from the door, you were my personal goddess to the core, you were what I wanted/needed and more. I wrote of my love for you, and I went insane before it was through, but when the time was past due, I confessed it all in a pew. You told me how wondrful it was, that my love was sent form above, more beautiful than a soaring dove, and it fit you as a glove. But you just didn't feel that way, and you didn't talk to me the next day, and in you decision I had no say, I merely stood lonely at the bay. I am down on my knees, begging you to hear my plea, hoping that you will see, what you are doing to me. I'd be your slave, if you so desired, for you are the one I've always admired, yet you threw me to the fire, and my situation is d

Joyce Ellen Davis Like most of my favourite contemporary poets, I met Joyce Ellen Davis online. Thank God for the Internet, I feel like saying. I believe it was when I asked her for the publication of one or some of her poems among the pages of Canopic Jar, the literary magazine I co-edit with Phil Rice. She did send me poems, as she has agreed today for me to share one of her poems on this