Long Romantic Poems
#romantic
Long romantic poems. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Armageddon in your arms
Your sweat
fills the
hollow of my
belly button,
my toes
dig into
the hotel
mattress
as the asteroid
enters our
atmosphere
and it’s a world-ender
The sort of thing the
dinosaurs would have
cast their long snouts at
and said
‘Shit, that one is gonna be bad.’
Your finger in my mouth
my pebbled nipples
scrape your chest
for these
last moments
as our ...
fills the
hollow of my
belly button,
my toes
dig into
the hotel
mattress
as the asteroid
enters our
atmosphere
and it’s a world-ender
The sort of thing the
dinosaurs would have
cast their long snouts at
and said
‘Shit, that one is gonna be bad.’
Your finger in my mouth
my pebbled nipples
scrape your chest
for these
last moments
as our ...
#despair
#ILoveYou
#passion
#sensual
#romantic
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Moonlit Rationale
In the moonlit haze, the argument unfolds,
Their words like daggers, stories untold.
He sneers with disdain, his voice like a knife,
"Pussy and mouth are all you've got in this life."
She fires back, eyes fierce and bright,
Her sharp retorts cut through the night.
"You think you're a god in the bedroom’s light?
Let’s break it down, expose your plight."
Missionary, he thinks he’s grand,
But his weight is too much, hard to stand.
He grunts and sweats, believing he's strong,
But she just lies there, praying...
Their words like daggers, stories untold.
He sneers with disdain, his voice like a knife,
"Pussy and mouth are all you've got in this life."
She fires back, eyes fierce and bright,
Her sharp retorts cut through the night.
"You think you're a god in the bedroom’s light?
Let’s break it down, expose your plight."
Missionary, he thinks he’s grand,
But his weight is too much, hard to stand.
He grunts and sweats, believing he's strong,
But she just lies there, praying...
#erotic
#heartbroken
#love
#relationships
#romantic
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Falling for you is like a zip line over Niagara
It was fucking pouring
when I stepped up
to the Niagara Falls zipline,
200 feet in the air.
But there was no lighting
so the ride was open
with a short,
short line
and I felt
like flying
The kid in braces
locked my carabiners
to the doo-hickey that would
hopefully hold my wet ass
in the air for the
next 60 seconds
and he told me to lean back
into the harness
and starfish
Fuck? What? Say what?
...
when I stepped up
to the Niagara Falls zipline,
200 feet in the air.
But there was no lighting
so the ride was open
with a short,
short line
and I felt
like flying
The kid in braces
locked my carabiners
to the doo-hickey that would
hopefully hold my wet ass
in the air for the
next 60 seconds
and he told me to lean back
into the harness
and starfish
Fuck? What? Say what?
...
#FallingInLove
#hope
#relationships
#romantic
#ThrillSeeking
313 reads
22 Comments
Found words in (her) pleasure - blackout poem
There’s just something
perfect.
beautiful.
life-giving.
about.
you
I’m willing
to do it right.
your lips
kiss me
tongue
Artful
Purposeful
...
perfect.
beautiful.
life-giving.
about.
you
I’m willing
to do it right.
your lips
kiss me
tongue
Artful
Purposeful
...
#lover
#passion
#WritingPoetry #romantic
#WritingPoetry #romantic
403 reads
16 Comments
Four words on a game show
BABY, _ NEED YO_
Clue: four word phrase that articulates desire
I spun the wheel
as hard as I could
hoping for a fate change
in the snick, snick, snick
of the spinner bars,
and felt a cold stab
of fear
and disappointment
when the wheel slowed
and the bankrupt wedge
inched closer
you stood in a display case
with a tag
filled with adjectives
that made me ache
I didn’t know
how much
I wanted
to win
until I realized
I probably wasn’t ...
Clue: four word phrase that articulates desire
I spun the wheel
as hard as I could
hoping for a fate change
in the snick, snick, snick
of the spinner bars,
and felt a cold stab
of fear
and disappointment
when the wheel slowed
and the bankrupt wedge
inched closer
you stood in a display case
with a tag
filled with adjectives
that made me ache
I didn’t know
how much
I wanted
to win
until I realized
I probably wasn’t ...
#relationships
#romantic
391 reads
24 Comments
Butterflies with hand grenades
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#butterfly
#lover
#passion
#relationships
#romantic
307 reads
18 Comments
Free short version
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#abuse
#romantic
109 reads
1 Comment
His Hometown Chapter 3
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#FallingInLove
#romantic
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
132 reads
2 Comments
His Hometown Chapter 2
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#FallingInLove
#romantic
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
120 reads
2 Comments
His Hometown Chapter 1
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#FallingInLove
#romantic
#sensual #seductive
#sensual #seductive
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4 Comments
MY HOME.
We are both laying on the bed with our clothes being shed a blouse a shirt falling to the floor in total abandonment. My body is acing for the touch of yours. I have an incredible thirst and I have to quench it. I want to drink you whole and fill myself up right to the top.
As your bare skin touches mine, I feel a rush of adrenaline and your smell is one that is assertive with characters of sandalwood, vetiver and amber accord. I want to mark myself in it from my forehead to my breasts and sliding down my backbone while I lose control.
Slowly i want you to know you...
As your bare skin touches mine, I feel a rush of adrenaline and your smell is one that is assertive with characters of sandalwood, vetiver and amber accord. I want to mark myself in it from my forehead to my breasts and sliding down my backbone while I lose control.
Slowly i want you to know you...
#FallingInLove
#lover
#passion
#romantic
#sensual
426 reads
4 Comments
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
#marriage
#NewYear
#romantic
#sea
#war
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DU Poetry : Long Romantic Poems