"[Romance is] a feeling of excitement and mystery associated with love. . . . love, especially when sentimental or idealized."- Google
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Here's some inspiration from last competition:
I've walked away a dozen times
but I come back around to find
that even with out history
there still remains some mystery
I find it easy to forget
she has a lot to teach me yet
so close, but yet so far away
I keep her with me every day
so much remains to be explored
I never know what lies in store
a hundred times I've lost my way
but I still find her just the same
she holds the cure,
she's my affliction
she makes me pure,
she's my addiction
she's that which
cannot be attained
I wouldn't dare
to speak her name
she's that which
that haunts my dreams
I keep her close,
but far away
she'll be the death
of me some day
sometimes it's easy
I haven't even
had her yet
so close, but yet
so far away
I think about her
Birds of a Feather
Our first real-life meeting one day!
Will I be shy (I'm not!), will he?
To feel unsure, you never know
Shall I betray a quivered mess
And suddenly go quiet.
I giggle as I say those words
That I just now have spoken.
He knows how much I love to talk
And possibly has gathered that
The more nervous that I become,
I turn into a magpie!
Oh!, but how he loves my voice,
Even scratchy when I'm sleepy.
Laughing merrily together
Even if we've been all solemn
But never for too very long.
The moment of our very first,
A dizzy face-to-face-to-lips,
Will one day be at hand-to-hand,
Which sounds just like a combat stance!
I'll get to see his hands before
He reaches out and touches me,
Before I see his eyes that grin
As we shake uncontrollably.
And then his mouth begins to twitch,
To hear it start to say to me
In that boyish way of his,
"Hi Jadey...", chirping valiantly.
Our feet will mash potatoes
As we keep exchanging thus,
Our little dance as we connect
One spark, then two, and then again.
To grow a misty quiet light
Into a mounting hope between.
Our fervent thoughts, a jubilee
Of conflagration's bursting hearts.
The walk from bus to vehicle,
Then hold each other very close.
Where so much almost always does,
The places that we've gone and been
In everything of love we've made
And still become two timid kids.
You mean tongue-tied? That can't be us,
Until we finally meet again.
Dreaming of love
Standing at the edge of the sea
It’s where one world ends and one world starts. Staring at the horizon—wishing you were here
I ask myself—Is there anyone out there for me
Although many live here-Earth is a lonely place
A place where cold and darkness seem to overshadow us
Sometimes I feel this cold that paralysis’s me
I ask myself—in such a cold place does anyone carry warmth.
I look out from a top a tall mountain
Wishing I was an angel-to be closer to God.
A feeling of warmth-My soul which feels peace
Than I realize I’m still on earth-his warmth inside me burning with contentment
What do I do to find my love
I know she’s out there-I can feel it
She’s almost in reach-but still a blur
What will I do when I find her-share my warmth
But until then-I’ll keep her alive in my dreams. My love.
Here's more inspiration from last competition:
There Are No Words by wallyroo92