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Love Poetry
Escape into a beautiful and sensual world of love
Night And Day
I love lying down with you
in our welcoming bed you touch my hand
or trace my face and I feel loved
the sensation of your day old
five o'clock shadow against my face
witnesses your masculinity
it is an honor to dream
next you through the night
and my greatest joy is to wake
beside you in the morning
I am so appreciative of you
and grateful for your love
that surrounds and sustains me
night and day
Heart Of An Old Lion
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today you said to me
“I have loved you fiercely
with all my heart and strength
but now I love you
with the heart of an old lion
yes, we are graying now
strength is sadly waning
you braved the corporate world
and fought your life battles
loved with a young man's intensity
but now I cherish the mellow adoration created in the old lion's heart
A Vintage Romance
he takes her hand when they walk
always walks on the right side
in case a car strays off the street
he calls her darling and dear
and other passionate endearments
he makes her feel like a queen
he opens all the doors for her
pulls out her seat at meals
always tells her she is beautiful
compliments her every morning
on her eyes and her smile
kisses her like he means it
if she makes a mistake he says
please don't apologize ever
I love you whatever you do
he claims his voice is dreadful
but sometimes in the night
he sings love songs to her
lined face still handsome
he calls himself a dinosaur
she calls him the love of her life
Fine Wine
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it's vintage, this love we share
poured from a crystal carafe
overflowing with years and tears
into antique goblets of our hearts
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so elegant this libation of love
sipped between thirsty lips
quickening decaying longings
penning poetry on our hearts
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this long forgotten inebriation
sweetness lingering on tongues
hopefulness of naive youth
once turned to dust, rejuvenated
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there was no peace in deprivation
no tranquility left in contempt
so fine this lively refreshment
so smooth it soothes our souls
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your heart beats against mine
it conveys a feeling sublime, divine
sweeter than any vintage wine
I know the best was saved for last
A Dance At Twilight
time is slipping away into eternity
time is now our worst enemy, though
it may have once been our best ally
time has shaped a hole in my heart
that only you and your love can fill
time has broken chains, cleared debris
time has shattered arrogance and pride
crushed rocks of introverted loneliness
brought to surface, hidden tenderness
buried under years of cold sacrifices
we will learn to love, in love’s perfection
passion will ignite once more in hearts
whose fire was drowned in hopelessness
desire will flow though renewed veins
once clogged with the pain of drudgery
and guilt of living senseless, useless lies
I will touch you in places no one ever has
and free you to reveal your truth to me
deep conversations, sweet pillow talk
revelations that need no words spoken
when hearts and lips caress in the night
we will learn once again the dance of love
there in the world we build for each other
no petty jealousy, no hurtful possessiveness
knowledge as true as sunset and moonrise
love sure as night following day at twilight
we will dance with joy in distant kingdoms
where no one knows our names or cares
to question us about paths that brought us
to this place of oneness and total surrender
and if they do happen to inquire about love
we will advise them, “follow your heart”
A Private Portrait
If i could paint your portrait
it would be a labor of love
and a time of playful pleasure
i’d not paint you with full dark hair
untouched by silver strands of life
not with youthful cheeks unlined
clear eyes undimmed by tears
or hands not calloused with work
i would paint you with the light
of love illuminating your features
it would be a portrait blending
the deepest shades of despair
with vivid tints of fleeting joy
for as a wise one once said
there are no happy lives
only moments of happiness
i would paint you moments
of cotton candy and calliopes
dances in warm summer rain
ice skating on frozen twilight lakes
snowflakes melting on your lips
reading a favorite book of poetry
reclined in easy chair fireside
your furry best friend at your feet
i would paint you as i see you
no embellishment or enhancement
desperate darkness, delightful levity
your mistrust and your fledgling hope
your lips that softly kiss fingertips
of an imperfect artist engrossed
in painting a portrait for the ages
of a perfectly beautiful, imperfect man
Moon Rise
When moonlight dances
across the ocean waves
the beach takes on
an otherworldly aura
an atmosphere of mystery
an invitation to romance
it's time to walk the sands
arm in arm, heart to heart
we speak of past pleasures
and future plans
while the voyeur moon
hides his envy behind a cloud
Serenity
our life together is serene
like a tranquil sea
on a moonlit , windless night
there is no more confusion
or chaos to endure
if trials come, as they must
it will not be because
our love has failed us
nor our commonsense
peace, oh blessed peace
to love and be loved fiercely
there are no walls
between our spirits
no bricks to build them with
Loving You
Loving you has been for me
The revelation of a lifetime
I always believed such love could be
Always wanted such love to be mine
You loved me in a way I'd never known
So sacrificial and so dear
An enchnting symphony
my soul sang when you were near
love so honest and pure, meant to be
A love so true, a love so fine
bordering on love of the divine
My Lover
You are the quintessential lover
women long for and should have
a long suffering, tender heart
passionate kisses and gentle hands
balanced by masculine aggression
shown only when appropriate
sensual whispers in the dark
acceptance of my many faults
walks on the beach together
affectionate kindness to my pet
you didn't ask to accommodate
you are mystic music in my heart
you are the man I depend on
for love, protection, guidance
burdens, decisions, and rewards
easier, better shared with you
you inhabit my circling dreams
share my waking experiences
my friend, my lover, my soul
the husbandman of my vineyard
the gardener of all that is good
in the garden of my fantasies
my cherished quintessential lover
such as women long for and few have
When You Need Someone
when you are sick, weak, helpless
you discover how much you need him
when he makes meals for you
helps you walk to the bathroom
stays close while you bathe
it's then you know, beyond any doubt
he loves you, not for you beauty
or your wit but for your heart
his is joined with
it's then you know you couldn't
have chosen a better companion
he is everything you need or want
always kind, patient and loving
giving you the love you deeply need
and you know , if he's sick and needs it
you will care for him the same way
he has cared for you, this is love,
real love