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12th November 2004, 08:22 AM
Love Verse 1
Copyright March 2003

Warm the hands that hold me,
hearts that beat together.
Lips that kiss and linger,
lasting mem'ries treasure.
Feel the pulse that pounds with
passion in a breast that
rises. Red will be the
rose so sweetly given.


18th November 2004, 12:49 AM
Love Verse 2
Copyright March 2003
Robert James Koepke II

Petals soft and pleasing
passions color marks it.
Lov'ly spirits lifting
laid in hands so dearly.
Watch the thorns that with a
will can draw a price for
love. Yet linger not to
leave this symbol warmly.

Vid Dude
18th November 2004, 12:55 AM
Hi. Let's keep all your lovely choices of poems in one thread, and in the more appropriate forum.

18th November 2004, 03:33 AM
Right. Sorry, didn't mean to post them in the wrong spot. I just thought that would be the spot for the ladies to see them.

18th November 2004, 11:00 PM
Love Verse 3
Copyright March 2003
Robert James Koepke II

Wind of wonder, listen
while in heated bliss of
passion. Pleasing thoughts and
pulse of happiness will
twine and tease. With hopeful
touch of hand and lips that
care at last in keeping
close the moment's pleasure.

20th November 2004, 10:10 PM
Love Verse 4
Copyright Feb 2003
Robert James Koepke II

While the wind sings I am
wishing for my angel.
Thoughts that care close and
caring of the wings that
shelter, sharing love and
shielding from the storms of
life, that batter leaving
lost and empty hollows.

20th November 2004, 10:36 PM
Love Verse 1
Copyright 16?? something or other
John Donne I

Mark but this flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deniest me is ;
It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea our two bloods mingled be.
Thou know'st that this cannot be said
A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead ;
Yet this enjoys before it woo,
And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two ;
And this, alas ! is more than we would do.

O stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where we almost, yea, more than married are.
This flea is you and I, and this
Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is.
Though parents grudge, and you, we're met,
And cloister'd in these living walls of jet.
Though use make you apt to kill me,
Let not to that self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.

Cruel and sudden, hast thou since
Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty be,
Except in that drop which it suck'd from thee?
Yet thou triumph'st, and say'st that thou
Find'st not thyself nor me the weaker now.
'Tis true ; then learn how false fears be ;
Just so much honour, when thou yield'st to me,
Will waste, as this flea's death took life from thee.

21st November 2004, 04:39 AM
Love Verse 1
Copyright 16?? something or other
John Donne I
Probably no longer in copyright ;) (Copyright expires - at least within the EU - 75 years after the author's death).

And if it didn't, Donne would probably be suing you :)

21st November 2004, 05:30 AM
Just a note. All the poems I have posted are my orignial works, hence the copyright listed with. Permission is given by me to crosspost the poems anywhere you like, so long as you include my copyright notice and name.

23rd November 2004, 06:36 AM
Love Verse 5
Robert James Koepke II

Can you hear my heart beat
hopeful of your touching?
Words of love that wing their
way across the miles so
distant. Let us dream of
dancing while the world still
lies in slumber. Sweet to
savor in the morning.

23rd November 2004, 09:54 AM
Love Verse 2
Copyright about 2004
by SHANE (http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=69432), Male, 26, Arizona

I've seen the way you look at me
I've seen the way you smile,
Ive seen your ankles upon your ears
and your back on cold hard tile

I've heard the way you talk to me
I've heard the way you moan,
Ive heard the way you yell my name
and scream in a high pitched tone

I taste the pleasure between your legs
I taste your sweet soft lips,
I taste the sweat on your neck
as I grind between your hips

I smell the candles in your room
I smell the scent of your hair
I smell the pleasure all around
as I penetrate you with care

I feel the warmth inside of you
I feel the way you shake
I feel your body quiver inside
Oh god, sweet love we make

27th November 2004, 02:00 AM
Love Verse 6
Copyright R. Koepke II

Angel on my shoulder
open wide the heavens.
With your wings enfold me,
wash away all darkness.
Lift me with your love and
leave me not with wanting.
Hearts will hear with gladness
hope of joy eternal.

27th November 2004, 03:31 AM
Love Verse 3
Copyright Edward Lear I

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
They took some honey,
and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.

The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy (http://www.abbywinters.com/main.php?page=image&index=56&shoot=759) you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing!
Oh! let us be married;
too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the bong-tree grows;
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;

And hand in hand on the edge of the sand
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

1st December 2004, 08:32 AM
Love Verse 7
Copyright R. Koepke II

Rose of winter raise thy
regal hand to mine, and
let the sun not languish
lost to clouds and raindrops.
Just a smile can sweep the
sky by vision clear if
only in the hearts that
open to the laughter.

4th December 2004, 01:35 AM
Love Verse 8
Copyright R. Koepke II

Longing for the lovely
Lips to speak and whisper.
Wind as soft as wings to
Wear the heart that's beating,
Carry soft caresses
Keeping heartfelt dreaming.
Hope to hear the voice of
Heaven drifting softly.