Modern Romanticism

The aspect of romance, divided between the heartening and the thoughtful.

Poem – “My Dear, We will come to be” – Romance

August 10, 2019
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Fancy yourself dressed,
In the fanciest gown,
Decked with the rubies of a life once loved,

In all your aromatic kisses,
And eyes that glow in the haze of a summer’s night.
Beauty! Now, dance for me.

Find me in the garden,
With thy roses plucked,
And thy breasts revealed,
I find your loneliness a thwarting thing,
I find no pleasure,
From the previous day.

Give me imagery, dear one.
Give me wine, dear one.
Bend at my feet, and I’ll see into thine eyes,
Made like pearls, embedded in thy skull.
Oh, love. We have been made holy,
Upon God’s temple.

I desire no one else, but thy face upon mine,
No one else, but your kisses I smear.
You have a face, colored by ivory,
And tears that I drink, drained from cheeks
That seem to quiver in the dark.
My dear, have we come to be?

Find me in the garden,
Where the grass caresses my toes,
For I will see thee married,
To me, for me, upon me.

Poem – “Her Beauty” – Romance

July 11, 2019
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Beloved, beloved, with all my surrendering,
I have suffered in my strength,
To know not what I beheld,
And it was only you, the simplest thing to show,
How life could be the same,
Simple and so very short.

Your eyes are the glaciers of the north,
And your lips are the raw swipes of paint
On the immaculate canvas.

Your form shows exquisiteness,
Alike to the serpent that trails,
Across the sapphire seas.

Golden tresses rain from between your eyes,
And shove themselves against your shoulders,
Fame is never a reminder to your beauty.
You have it all,
And I have you.
Together, to dawn the tomorrow.

My love, what else is there?
What else to show the world, besides a nest of beauty?

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