Poetry Blogs (Romance)
I drink of you often
in my day dreams
about night things.
When I'm lost and alone,
you soothe my soul
with your sweet melody
that dances on the wind
and carries me
to a faraway place
where love never ends.
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Wednesday 23rd October 2019 5:36 am
Sweet at the tip
Then flavour slides
Take another sip
Sour at the sides
Wednesday 9th October 2019 12:55 pm
O romance becomes my companion when I find myself alone,
It comforts me and then warms me and puts me in a special zone.
It can make me feel that someone else is there.
Someone who does understand and who does care.
Whether it be through wonderful music or lovely words.
My feelings can then be seen or heard.
It may bring me calm and it takes aggression.
And it echos my se...
Thursday 5th September 2019 5:47 pm
Under pale moon I long for you, I would run, skip and leap, fast as the beat to the rhythm of my heart, if it would lead me to where I must be, through darkness abyss, with hunger for your kiss, where I’d tread, trespassing barb wire fence, reckless and free, like flickering fire, I’d take every chance for you, my one true desire.
Tuesday 3rd September 2019 8:21 am
You are the sum of every silly love song. Every sweet melody. Your laugh is the soundtrack of my every daydream. Your voice is the lullaby that sings me to sleep every night, whether your head rests on the pillow beside mine or not. Your kisses pump the blood through my veins and give me strength when I'm feeling my weakest.
You play, I sing. We complete each other in all of the better ways. Anyo...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:39 am
I fell in love with the sound of your beating heart
With your slow, sweet kisses
I fell in love with your smile and the way my entire world is brighter in its presence
I fell in love with the way your hair curls behind your ears and the way your eyes sparkle when they're set on me
I fell in love with your words and the meaning and care behind each one
I fell in love with your mind and the con...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:31 am
Your fingers strummed the strings of your guitar in a lazy, sleepy pattern as my consciousness began to drift
I inched as close to you as possible, molding my bones to yours as I seamlessly carved for myself a place at your side
Space was a silly idea, a concept at that moment we would never need to consider, should never consider
You played on as we laid together, my chest rising and falling a...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:24 am
Some faces charm, some elevate desire…
Some faces invite wrath, some burst into fire…
Some are sweet with merciful smiles,
Some thoughtful serene yet act like quagmire.
Some drive you often, some deceive,
Some lit your spirits, some relieve,
Some faces are praiseworthy and tranquil…
Some fill you with anger and some retrieve.
Some douse the leaping flame,
Some faces add ...
Tuesday 2nd July 2019 3:39 pm
Days pass way too fast
It's hard to invision, that we'll last
Running onwards, aimlessly
Without allowing our truths, to set us free
When will we gain control?
Stop plodding on too slow?
Not one of us really knows,
We just continue with the flow
I dream of the day, they set us free
Finally able to live the way, we want to be
Just me and you for eternity
Thursday 9th May 2019 9:57 pm
Love once bloomed
like a fragrant flower
in eternal spring.
Through years of
torrential summer tears,
the scent faded.
All that seemingly remains
are scorched petals that drop
like dead leaves in fall.
But, far beneath
the frozen surface,
intertwined roots run deep...
Making our twisted love
hardy, to weather the
Wednesday 8th May 2019 1:57 am
Like dust, in the brightest moments of your life
you will see me, know I am here, but most of the time
forget that you are surrounded by this great love
until I pile myself onto the surfaces of your life
and obscure the view ~ stop you seeing clearly
for I will blind you with love.
You cannot hide from me and I will not hide from you.
I have stopped searching. I’ve finall...
Sunday 14th April 2019 7:10 am
BACK IN TIME
if you could
read my mind
back in time
when just looking
in my eyes
was enough to
make you smile
across the floor
look at me
what can't be
Thursday 4th April 2019 3:10 pm
Fool me once
shame on you.
Fool me twice
shame on me.
Think it through
before you give up
for a moment
in the sun
on the sinking ship
Tuesday 2nd April 2019 6:55 pm
Between the last customer
and morning light
in the parking lot of the Korean Gentleman's Club,
he picks lilacs for me.
Standing high against a warehouse wall,
these always bloom early, and
he goes annually, covertly, in the still dark,
unsure of welcome by the
He fills the car.
I imagine that damp, spring-scented ride home,
his fantasy of be...
Wednesday 27th March 2019 11:39 pm
Quiet she was from the bottom of her heart,
I never knew what she hid inside…
I made a fool of self on my part,
Just being a manager and may be a guide,
She was the girl who I took a girl always…
Not knowing there was a woman in her.
All the years I knew her she had her own ways,
And on her own benchmarks she did deliver….
I dared not to touch upon her ever nor even ask,...
Friday 22nd March 2019 4:28 pm
Dr. Love (or How I Learned to Stop Wallowing and Write Poetry)
By: Rodolfo Perez
Love is (sometimes) patient,
Love is (sometimes) kind,
And sometimes, love is a needle in the eye,
Or a kick to the groin.
It is a cliff-hanger,
With your mother waiting to catch you,
When you let go.
It is losing your voice,
From crying into your pillow.
It is real...
Saturday 9th March 2019 7:09 pm
Breakfast at Garfunkle’s
(Written at Heathrow Airport, 2002, while waiting for a flight to Cork.)
blond body-perfect She
casually draped label scarf
tortoiseshell teeth caught
erect bangs to flick
every second pause
pouted poised use
office eyes and m...
Saturday 9th March 2019 11:53 am
I see you lurking about
making him say
to lure me out.
I am being smart,
my broken heart.
to paint the sky.
Let the world know
you are really
not a nice guy.
You are a trickster
who makes girls cry
with your stupid lies.
My schooled soul
knows the truth
is an illusion,
Friday 15th February 2019 2:40 am
This is my attempt at a true crime/romance/poetry crossover and it’s called “There were only seven chicken meatballs in my pack of eight”.
There were only seven chicken meatballs in my pack of eight
So I opened up my Macbook to send an email of complaint.
Look. You need to get a sense of perspective.
It’s petty, it’s sad, and you sound like a git.
Thursday 14th February 2019 10:05 pm
I am about to speak,
Tap the roof of my mouth
Back of my teeth
With the tip of my tongue,
Every word inching closer
To screwing up
Your approval of me.
I was a people-pleaser
Until 25 made me learn
The hard way.
I wondered aloud about refilling
My Klonopin at CVS.
The cashier raised her eyebrow
As I c...
Monday 4th February 2019 4:46 pm
I liked the way he looked at me
Like I was the only thing he could see
or that was worth looking at.
I liked the smile he made for me
A tailored face, specifically
to tell me what he couldn't say.
I liked the things that went unsaid
The message in the nod, the tilt of his head,
the eye contact held too long.
I liked his arms, skin brushing skin
Friday 18th January 2019 6:05 pm