Lost in the sands of time, our love remains,Ī bittersweet memory that forever sustains. Their souls entangled, a testament to passion. In this masterpiece, love is forever frozen, This moment in time immortalizes their everlasting embrace. The sculptor captures their passionate union. Marble's warmth resonates through their connection,Īn eternal bond formed with immortal devotion.Įach touch reveals the depths of their love, Timeless ardor emanates from their embrace,Įxquisite intimacy shared, their hearts entwined. Passion ignites within their sculpted bodies, Through trials and triumphs, we find our way,ĭestiny's stars, dancing in love's grand ballet.įor in the depths of time, it was foreseen,Ī love story written, destined to be true. In the tapestry of fate, our threads are woven, Our souls entwined, a love destined to ensue. You were made for me, I was made for you, Stunning hues mirror the intensity of our hearts. We float and transcend earthly boundaries.Īmidst the celestial backdrop, we find solace.Įmbracing in a realm of infinite possibility, Our magical embrace with timeless devotion. Vibrant colors reveal the depth of our affection.Ī poetic fantasy unfolds before our eyes, Whimsical flights of passion fill the air, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.įloating lovers dance in dreamlike celebration,Īs cosmic romance weaves its enchanting spell. So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st. Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,Īnd every fair from fair sometime declines,īy chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed ![]() Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,Īnd summer's lease hath all too short a date. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? (Sonnet 18) How many loved your moments of glad grace,Īnd loved your beauty with love false or true,īut one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,Īnd loved the sorrows of your changing face Īnd bending down beside the glowing bars, Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep When you are old and gray and full of sleep,Īnd nodding by the fire, take down this book,Īnd slowly read, and dream of the soft look I shall but love thee better after death.įlowers bloom, colors emerge, petals unfurlīreeze sways, soft touch, sunlight dapplesįragrant air, nature's tapestry, bees hum Smiles, tears, of all my life and, if God choose, In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee freely, as men strive for right My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight I love thee to the depth and breadth and height ![]() How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Please do not reproduce these poems without our permission. Our free love poems are for personal use only, for your reflection or to be shared with your special someone.
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