Top 100 Romance Poetry Quotes
#1. He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.
Nora Roberts
#2. Then, the door opens and there he is; silhouetted in the hall light. Long hair, long legs, and a heartbeat in tune with my own.
Hunter S. Jones
#3. He offered his love ... she could not bother,
She gives her love to the other! The other!
E.A. Bucchianeri
#4. While the world has found the right names for all chronic mental diseases, I believe poetry is also a brain dysfunction, yet the only one that owns itself the mastery for the cure. Isn't it lovely to say, "He/She suffers of Poetry?".
Ioana-Cristina Casapu
#5. I wanna make growing old with you
the last poem I ever have to write
Michael Biondi
#7. When we know everything about this earth, the romance and poetry will all have been wiped away from it. There is nothing so artistic as a haze.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#8. Be my sonata, my cantata, my love
sing me something sweet
but not too sweet
(or i may grow deaf to our harmony
as we decrescendo into silence)
Nenia Campbell
#9. I was around in 1970, and now I am around in 2015 ... there is no poetry and very little romance in anything anymore, so it is really like the last phase of 'American Pie.'
Don McLean
#10. So what if the air
in Paris smells of romance?
My shirt smells of you.
Pooja Nansi
#11. he was walking poetry, a walking poem
Bemy Wells
#12. stronger than mountains.
a place where my heart
feels the safest-
underneath his shirt.
Sanober Khan
#13. A poetry professor had once defined romance to me as "bringing two people together when every force in the universe is working to keep them apart.
Jeff Hobbs
#14. Love is a game
of tic-tac-toe,
constantly waiting
for the next x or o.
Lang Leav
#15. Ah youth, youth! That's what happens when you go steeping your soul into Shakespeare
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
#16. There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.
Cate Tiernan
#17. Read it to me."
"Seriously?" he said quietly. "You want me to read you poetry? Like saving your life ten times wasn't enough?
Brynn Kelly
#18. People go on quarrelling and fancying this and that, and thinking that the world is full of romance and poetry. When they get married they know better.
Anthony Trollope
#19. a billion brains may coax undeath
from fancied fact and spaceful time--
no heart can leap, no soul can breathe
but by the sizeless truth of a dream
whose sleep is the sky and the earth and the sea
For love are in you am in i are in we
E. E. Cummings
#20. I am a lover of love and I am a lover of words, and the two together spin visions of airy castles, but also may pierce the heart of hope. And so I remind you that I am a fool, a poet, and what matters is reality, not lovely words. Words are full of promise, yet empty of matter.
Waylon H. Lewis
#21. The moment Aunt March took her nap, or was busy with company, Jo hurried to this quiet place, and curling herself up in the easy chair, devoured poetry, romance, history, travels, and pictures like a regular bookworm.
Louisa May Alcott
#22. Love- if not reciprocated, comes with an expiry date, no matter how strongly we beg to differ.
Manish Pathania
#23. i write
because
it is
the only way
i can
reach you.
Sanober Khan
#24. I do not blame him
for not knowing
the gentleness of my soul.
When I only showed him,
how violently
I loved.
Saiber
#25. my love
for you
will always be
like a mountain stream.
quiet.
persistent.
continuous.
Sanober Khan
#26. Do You Believe
Do you believe
that I have loved you
since the dawn of time?
Do you believe
that we were destined
to be intertwined? ...
Muse
#27. I see specks
of the Universe in your eyes.
A body of stardust
that gives me a high.
And when we make love
the stars shine brighter than usual.
When we lie there
holding each other,
I see love making us.
Saiber
#28. Sex and love are what make the world go round. It's the heart of poetry and music.
Vonnie Davis
#29. Love, is an unknown passion, for an unknown person, for an unknown reason.
Hamza Hassan Sheikh
#30. Your poetry--it doesn't deserve to be locked away, hidden from the rest of the world. And neither do you.
Tessa Emily Hall
#31. Fall in love
with the energy
of the mornings
trace your fingers
along the lull
of the afternoons
take the spirit
of the evenings
in your arms
kiss it deeply
and then
make love
to the tranquility
of the nights.
Sanober Khan
#32. There's no poetry in me, Reginleit. No fine words." He stared down at her, his gaze seeming to consume her. "I come to you as a man unfinished.
Kresley Cole
#33. 'We're not ... we haven't been writing poetry and sprinkling rose petals and tripping hand in hand under rainbows, Kay.'
'Just because you have Y chromosomes doesn't mean you can't tell each other how you feel, Dylan. Your penises won't fall off if you do.'
Kim Fielding
#34. You Know love when you see it, hear it, and feel it." ~ Amunhotep El Bey
Amunhotep El Bey
#35. If you can't focus then how do you expect to make your dreams come true?
The Prolific Penman
#36. Your love is poetry in perpetual motion capturing my heart with centrifugal force.
Truth Devour
#37. With callused hands
i tasted
the softness of the moon
in the coldest winds
i discovered
my soul's
warmest fireplace
in the roughness
of his stubble
the tenderest love.
Sanober Khan
#38. Romance like a ghost escapes touching; it is always where you are not, not where you are. The interview or conversation was prose at the time, but it is poetry in the memory.
George William Curtis
#39. Through the darkest hours of the night
and through the dreamers realm I seek,
Far beyond the starry sky
and beyond galaxies I am free.
Through the grimmest memories
and past a seasons air I cannot breathe,
Far beyond this mortal world
in an afterlife we shall meet.
Lee Argus
#40. when whispered
what an exquisite
song, it makes-
your name.
Sanober Khan
#41. I'd Drown For You
I opened my heart to you
A complete immersion
I offered my soul to you
A heavenly diversion
Muse
#42. Poetry, romance, beauty, and love have no book value, but life has no value without them.
Debasish Mridha
#43. I'm a man of integrity. My heart is locked and I have given you the only key.
Delano Johnson
#45. In Bonn, where I studied for a year, I changed from classical to Romance philology, taught there by its great founder, F. Diez, and at the beginning of 1852, I received the doctorate for a dissertation on the refrain in Provencal poetry.
Paul Heyse
#46. the most
beautiful tide
is the sweep
of your heart
against mine.
Sanober Khan
#47. I bought you love poetry! 'I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.'" I blink at him. "Neruda. I starred the passage. God," he moans. "Why didn't you open it?
Stephanie Perkins
#48. But he knew she was a star, and he, only human. He was never meant to reach the stars - he could only admire them from afar.
Timothy Joshua
#49. Fog and hypocrisy - that is to say, shadow, convention, decency - these were the very things that lent to London its poetry and romance.
Ada Leverson
#50. Speak to the breeze cautiously during those lonely summer nights.
Marlen Komar
#51. may
this poetry
be the home
you will someday
come back to.
Sanober Khan
#52. It's just me throwing myself at you,
romance as usual, us times us,
not lust but moxibustion,
a substance burning close
to the body as possible
without risk of immolation.
Alice Fulton
#53. Time is a watchful adversary, who waits enduringly for that merciless hour, hurrying to work the hands of separation.
Kelly Vang
#54. We had scar-tissue
romance and ours was
a relationship of saying
goodbye - every time
we fought, every time
we fucked, and every time
we called it quits, before
picking up our knives
again
Phil Volatile
#56. With one perfect kiss on one perfect English summer afternoon, we understand the meaning of all the colors of every rainbow, forevermore.
Hunter S. Jones
#57. If you can change the way you think in time you will notice a change in your heart and also a change in your life and the way you see things.
The Prolific Penman
#58. All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.
V.S. Atbay
#59. our feet
are grape-squashed in memories
our skins are still flushed
from the touch
of summer's lips.
Sanober Khan
#60. And like nectar inside the bud,
my blood drinks from your blood, beloved,
and starves to join the salvation in your eyes;
to be understood again and again, by your nakedness and certainty, a humbleness that trickles into the crevices of my seasoned mind.
V.S. Atbay
#61. For you, my love, I would endeavor to pluck the stars from the sky, only to shower them at your feet."
"How do you do that?'
"Do what?"
"Say things like that. That's beautiful."
"I've spent years studying poetry, Mrs. Emerson. It's in my DNA.
Sylvain Reynard
#62. One day I will risk losing you forever. When I'll tell you for the first time that I love you.
Michael Jones
#63. The wind went mute and the trees in the forest stood still. It was time for the last tale.
Lawren Leo
#64. I want to have a romance so grand,
it would have made Shakespeare fumble for words.
Sanober Khan
#66. i immerse
myself
in you
like
i immerse myself
into a
beautiful story.
Sanober Khan
#67. Sitting on couch, lying legs apart
Dark dirty naked. Smiling at me,
Wicked lazy lusty eyes. I moaned,
When saw movement inside his silent,
The thick forest of pubic hair.
Delicious David
#68. Lie beside me, oh my beloved! For thy thorns are more pleasurable than the petals of the world.
Hold me in thy arms of hope, for the truth of separation can rest tonight.
Faraaz Kazi
#69. I wanted to write some words you'd remember.
Words so alert they'd leap from the paper,
crawl up your shoulder, lie by your ears,
and purr themselves to you like baby kittens,
but it was rainy, so I laid there and daydreamed about you.
C.L. Foster
#70. You are a full of beautiful madness, an unreasonable reason, but you make sense in all things senseless.
S.w.collins
#71. kisses... are
and always will be
the only language
that I will have
ever truly known.
Sanober Khan
#72. Don't be afraid of Pain. Pain only comes down to a certain point... beyond that, it can't reach you and the love you have inside.
Eeva Lancaster
#73. You hid in my ink and guided my hand. You stained the pages with your silence as God wrote the words, "Be still." Yet, my heart's blindness could only write in loud hues of red, "I love you.
Shannon L. Alder
#74. Okay, then I'll just say I love you. There is nothing in this world more important to me than you are. I'm only content when you're near. My whole purpose is to be what you need me to be. It's not poetry, but it's from my heart. Will that do?
Colleen Houck
#75. The fear of love can be
replaced by the love of fear
Michael Biondi
#76. I'm burning in despair
Love which you distanced from me
Return once again
I'll forgive you again
Return, Page 19
Delicious David
#77. Women like poetry. A soft word in their ears and they melt - a grease spot on the grass.
Mary Ann Shaffer
#78. Life is about making mistakes. If you don't take chances, blindfolded and frightened as you are, you're not really living, are you? Heartache makes you stronger. Misery is the stuff of good poetry. You're denying yourself much more than the bad things in life by listening to Zita's fortunes.
Kimberly Karalius
#80. Pain is an old friend who left briefly and has now returned. Starvation without sustenance, I had grown acquaint. Satiety was a stranger who invaded my deepest being, and now I cannot live without.
Melanie A. Gabbard
#81. You smile and draw me near and whisper, "Do as dreamers do."
I lean to you and whisper in your ear, "I cannot dream tonight my Dear. For it is you.
Shaun Hick
#82. An editorial in the Los Angeles Times [1923] wistfully asked, 'Will eating chestnuts by crackling log fires become one of the lost arts preserved by a devoted people only in poetry and romance?
Susan Freinkel
#83. Brahma and Airavata
Long ago in lands of golden sand
Brahma turned to Saraswati
and gently kissed her inked hand ...
Muse
#84. most of the times
it's the hardest
to say
what I love more
you
or
your memory.
Sanober Khan
#85. my boy?
he is even
better than
books.
-fiction has nothing on you.
Amanda Lovelace
#86. Marriage, in my culture, has nothing to do with romance. It's a matter of logic. If Mr. and Mrs. Ahmadi like Mr. and Mrs. Nejari, then their children should get married. On the other hand, if the parents don't like each other, but the children do, well, this is where sad poetry comes from.
Firoozeh Dumas
#87. The only thing that mattered to me, was the fact that I mattered to you.
Timothy Joshua
#88. It is as if I knew you before we spoke
Do our hearts know something we don't?
Conspiring, converging without giving us any say
Brooke Fraser
#91. And me, standing under the splintered night,
catching fractured glimpses into the black behind the black,
hearing the prayers of stars, the angry whispers of the dark summer night.
Its voice cracks,
on your name.
My eyes close,
on your name.
Marlen Komar
#92. A Writer in Love.
I was just a word weaver
What did I know of love?
Only that
Some days when the words weren't enough,
I knew
I was in love.
Saiber
#93. Chains
chains that hold me to the ground
chains that keep me solidly bound
chains that tether my heart to you
chains that only one truth ...
Muse
#94. I was running on the earth,
Slashing primeval winds.
I was running in the world,
Riddled with darkness.
Keishi Ando
#95. Come back so i can say yes this time do it again now that i know what to call what you did
this time i'll be ready i like it rough now and i'm done with romance i never met another man who loved me so much at first sight he had to hurt me to do it
Daphne Gottlieb
#96. someday i will walk
under the soul-blossom tree
with my hand eternally woven in yours.
Sanober Khan
#97. The color of her eyes was mossy gold. It make me want to write crap poetry and hire a skywriter. Quinn Sullivan
Penny Reid
#98. He will one day meet his true love ... A fellow traveler on the road ... Her eyes will be his ocean ... In her ocean he will sail forever ...
Kem
#99. Friends forever might have been a tired expression, but when he asked, it was like music or poetry. I knew it meant something. I knew it meant I need you in my life
Renee Carlino
#100. You are either in a state of perfection or a state of learning. Reading is one of the best ways to learn about our lives and purpose!
Cupideros
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