A collection of love poems for her to share with the special woman in your life. Verses to express feelings of affection and love. Poems that can make her feel special and loved.
These poems are ones that are great to include in a Valentine's card or birthday card or in an email just to let her know how much you care about her.
As I write this beautiful poem
I'm trying my best
To put it into words
For you sweetheart,
I can't express everything to
You, but sweetheart
My heart beats for you
My woman of dreams, my sun, and light,
You have filled my life with such delight.
All that I thought once lost forever,
Found in our love better than ever.
Your beauty and grace have no end,
Forever be by me, my beloved friend.
Loving you more with each passing day,
Appreciate and love you in every way.
I think of you and all my blues pass,
All I wanna do is spend some time with you at last.
Your positive energy brings us all such cheer,
You always find that joy and make it appear.
There's never a dull moment in your company,
Your laughter fills my days with such glee.
Can't imagine life without having you around,
It would be truly so downcast and profound.
I get all giddy when I am with you
We fit together like a pair of shoes.
My angel, you are simply amazing and true,
Love you for everything; and all you do!
AH, sweet! thou little knowest how
I wake, and passionate watches keep;
And yet while I address thee now,
Me thinks thou smilest in thy sleep.
'Tis sweet enough to make me weep
That tender thought of love and thee,
That while the world is hushed so deep
Thy soul's perhaps awake to me.
Sleep on, sleep on, sweet bride of sleep,
With golden visions for thy dower,
While I this midnight vigil keep,
And bless thee in thy silent bower;
To me 'tis sweeter than the power
Of sleep, and fairy dreams unfurled,
That I alone, at this still hour,
In patient love outwatch the world.
My dear and only love, I pray
That little world of thee,
Be governed by no other sway
Than purest monarchy:
For if confusion have a part,
Which virtuous souls abhor,
And hold a synod in thy heart,
I'll never love thee more.
And in the empire of thy heart,
Where I should solely be,
If others do pretend a part,
Or dare to share with me, -
Or committees if thou erect,
Or go on such a score,
I'll smiling mock at thy neglect,
And never love thee more.
But if no faithless action stain
Thy love and constant word,
I'll make thee famous by my pen,
And glorious by my sword;
I'll serve thee in such noble ways
As ne'er was known before,
I'll deck and crown thy head with bays,
And love thee more and more.
How many times do I love thee, dear?
Tell me how many thoughts there be
In the atmosphere
Of a new-fall'n year,
Whose white and sable hours appear
The latest flake of Eternity;
So many times do I love thee, dear.
How many times do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of the evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main,
And threading the eye of a yellow star:
So many tunes do I love again.
A Red, Red, Rose
Poet: Robert Burns
Oh, my luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June!
Oh, my luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune!
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun,
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.