The mystery of sweet romance,
Is more than that first dance.
It's thoughtful, loving, tender care
you want to show and with her, share.
Finding joy in hand plucked blooms,
hot scented baths, when sadness looms,
Sunday morning brunch in bed,
hand drawn hearts, her name in red.
Love notes revived, from long ago
that extra kiss before she goes.
To feed her heart, as if your own
in gentle deeds, like seeds, you've sown.
That sweet romance, you find each day,
in loving acts, the words you say.
Slightly off~tune, you sing along,
know the words to her favorite song.
Romance found, everywhere,
in simple acts that show you care.
So, if you wonder, where do I start?
Make her a coffee, with a floating heart.
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Write a two line ten stanza poem about love/romance. Each two stanzas must rhyme.
First line with second line, third line with fourth, etc. |
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Another love poem
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Author Notes
Thanks to dragifortuna for the artwork.
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