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Love Poems About Fire or Fire Love Poems
by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: children, world, time,

Your Child's Eyes

The innocence lost so long ago
The undying faith we used to know
The gentle rain of a summer's skies
You can find it all in your child's eyes.

The world was right one time it seems
And we could reach beyond our dreams
To meet a challenge of any size
That fire still burns in your child's eyes.

In a world of anger and miscontent
And the frustrations of a life misspent
And you wait in fear as the storms arise
You can still find peace in your child's eyes.

Take the time for all those things
Hear his words: feel the joy he brings
There is no hate; there are no lies
There is only love in your child's eyes.


by John Hamilton |
Categories: desire, dream, imagery, longing, romantic,

Midnight Romance

Midnight Romance

Dusk falls quickly on cerulean skies
Day morphs from ash of roses to sable
Our love's vision flashes before my eyes
Midnight romance, like an ancient fable

Charcoal sketches meander in my mind
While jasmine-absinthe incense is burning
it's smoke, evokes passions clearly defined
porcelain skin blushes with love's yearning

Obsidian-ebony eyes that gleam
pleading to quench needy soulful desire
beckoning me to unite in the dream
willingly, I rush to put out the fire

My mind's eye sees quivering crimson lips
As love drips from ivory fingertips




October 18,2017








by Frederic Parker |
Categories: love,

Soft is the Sea

Along the feathered edge, a red sun-sets
To bind the evening in dreams eyes explore
Two hearts will greet, till' paradise begets
Love leaves impressions as waves swirl to shore
These caps of white will churn warmly the sand
The world will pass, the change of light is missed
Lonely eyes search for their yearning dreamland
When lips taste fire in a hungry kiss
As night arrives to shelter silhouettes
Soft is the sea to these two souls afar
In a twilight's pulse when the tide resets
And hands hold tight to await the Daystar
The fate of these lovers sealed in evermore
Tomorrow's memory from the seashore


9/3/18
 

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: beauty, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts, music, passion,

Callused Fingers

Callused fingers press vibrating strings
drawing passion from a violin.
And with burnished wood snug to his cheek
the violinist plays from its heart.

Subtle vibes saturate my being
as crying strings elicit feelings.
And expounding on love’s betrayal
music stirs the imagination.

His bow hangs like a lingering kiss
savoring the taste of ecstasy.
And then with tears trickling down his cheek
he unleashes unbridled fervor.

Experiencing pangs of rapture
sound slips the bonds of reality.
And as each note penetrates my heart
it ignites flames of fire and passion.

by Tim Smith |
Categories: love, summer,

Summer

Oh summer what have you done to me
so many flirtatious winks  teasingly
undressing me  with every wisp of
a welcomed heat filled breath

Oh summer, oh how you melt me 
with those gazing sunrise eyes  blinking
and those sweet high noon kisses swimming
fogging up another afternoon aviator sky

Oh summer your warm touches caress
and I'm a mess  blushing into a golden
bronze affair  wondering when you're not there
if you will ever come back again

Oh summer your nights delight    with fire
and a backyard breeze harmony  underneath
a blanket of stars and a lemonade moon
hushed  I swoon knowing   I'm in love


by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: love, rose,

By Any Other Name

If love could have a color, I suppose
it wouldn’t be just any common shade.
I’d name it for the colors of the rose.
In heaven’s hues this flower is arrayed!

From chaste love’s hush of pink to heady rush
that’s shown by cardinal or crimson red,
the rose reveals the grades of ardor’s blush
unto the time it’s thought that passion’s fled.

But in the tint of amaranth, the fire
endures; in purple deep it can transcend,
while yellow blooms in bliss that does not tire,
and white’s fidelity will have no end.

Though black the bud, a red will grow thereof.
By any other name, the rose is love.



by Heather Ober |
Categories: loss, love,

Butterflies

They flutter and hover
And float on the breeze.
They shiver and shimmer
And weaken the knees.
Fickle and fragile,
They tickle and tease.
Fleeting and flimsy,
Deceptively free.  

These frivolous creatures, 
These knots of desire.
Once spindles of yearning, 
Now spools of barbed wire.
Once pulling like petals, 
Now pricking like briar.
Once soothing like honey,
Now burning like fire.

Violently thrashing,
It struggles to rise.
The truth comes up gasping
From whirlpools of lies.
Shed this charade 
And discard your disguise.
I know you enjoy
Drowning blind butterflies.

by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: funny, humor,

Chainsaw Blues - bawdy limerick LOL

There was a lumberjack from Borehamwood 
A chainsaw mishap took off his manhood
His Love life now a mess 
And it caused him great stress
So he made himself one out of some wood .  
                         ~
He went to bed one night full of desire
Sue his wife put on her sexy attire 
Things got steamy and hot 
He gave it all he got  
But with passion and friction it caught fire . 




Written 5th March 2019.

For make me actually LOL 2 poetry contest 

Sponsored by Nina Parmenter.

by Daniel Turner |
Categories: angst, loneliness,

Living Hell

Damned by the devil's curse upon my heart
I pace the lonely bridge twixt love and hate
Stalked by death's shadow from the very start
Forsaken by the guiding hand of fate

My restless soul sleeps in the tangled thorns
Nursed by the acrid milk of bitter weed
Tormented nightly by old lovers scorned
And haunted by a score of sinful deeds

Pray, take me now to storm the gates of hell
Confront the wicked one and question why
Twas reason for my birth under his spell
To live a loveless life until I die

I curse this lonely life given to me
The fire of hell is all t'will set me free


  an original poem by Daniel Turner

by Emile Pinet |
Categories: break up, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts,

Hope Outweighs Sorrow

Falling in love’s magical
it feels like your heart's on fire.
And dreamers hear only hope
not the words of a liar.

When trust begins to weaken
your heart shores it up with lies.
And an outpouring of pain
replaces truth as it dies.

Fear gathers like nagging doubts
morphing into last goodbyes.
And shared dreams discreetly drown
as tears spill from crying eyes.

Let time’s current carry you
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For like a river it flows
towards a new tomorrow.

by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: beautiful,

Sunsets In The Blues

.He walked in silence to the corner of my heart He lit a candle~ fire in a room once damp and dark His words were gently spoken His love was loud and clear His arms were unexpected A fearless Chevalier My strength was getting weaker My pulse~rate running low He sheltered my emotions and fortified his soul He helped me win the battle against solitude's blade His kiss bestowed upon me His palm upon my faith A faith of a new promise on paths of pastel hues Of jasmine scents and marigolds Of Sunsets in the blues.

by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: love,

Darkness

There is no more I need to know
We're lost in the night;
Washed in the candle glow
Of shimmering light.
*
In this moment longings flare
The time is now;
So much we have to share.
*
Hear the night wind as it sings
It fans the fire;
Remove your things.
*
The darkness dances and dips
The firelight flickers and falls
From your toes to your lips 
As shadows skim the walls.
*

by Akkina Downing |
Categories: happiness, lust, passion, romance, sexy,

a night of passion

It wasn't love they needed
It was a night of passion they yearned for
       One feverish touch 
       One delicious kiss
and it was a blaze of flame 
they could not resist 

She was in a high fever to touch and feel all of him 
He was on fire ready to explode needing her ever most

They need not the light on 
They just need each other 
         In the dark
         In the bed
There they explore undisturbed
There they found pure satisfactions
     She lay shamelessly smiling 
     He, holding on to her happily
  
        Smile 
Akkina R Downing 
      7-12-17

by brian anderson |
Categories: love, passionme, me,

Yin & Yang ( a love letter )

she's absolut
i'm hennessy
i'm rush hour traffic in L.A.
she's a small town in Tennessee
she's left handed
i think i'm always right
i love the way she will compromise
i never give in without a fight

hard/soft

she's satin sheets
i'm the body wrapped within
together were complete
without her i feel without a friend

i'm lust
she's desire
she's my redemption
my salvation from the fire
and while were not exactly opposites
she compliments me beautifully
picking me up when i fall
and standing by me dutifully

by Lynn Marie |
Categories: emotions, feelings, heart, lost love, love, nostalgia, passion,

one brief moment

In one brief moment
you saw me as I am
without a word spoken
palm open for my hand.

Nary a harp string plucked
silence graced the air
silhouettes became one
my heart I laid bare.

Candle wicks were unlit
full moon a distant past
my emerald eyes glowed
your love echoing back.

Fire  our skin to skin heat
scent unique unto us
not a flower in bloom
our souls we gave in trust.

In one brief moment
you saw me as I am
the memory of each breath
my bliss I'll always have.











03-28-2017

by craig cornish |
Categories: truth,

Excalibur

Some fun with Shakespearean Sonnet

The sword locked tight and firm within the stone
awaits a heart with strong undaunted faith,
oft tempered hard by fire the dragon's blown;
not cowered down before a ghastly wraith.
Too often those without intrepid souls,
though with the strength of lions at their hest,
believe it only takes one mighty pull
to loose the brand now locked within this breast.
But power isn't born from strength without,
it is the light of truth within the pure
that need not raise a fist nor feign a shout
to earn a faith and love that shall endure.
With gentle silent solemn hand he grasps
and slowly frees Excalibur at last.

by Silent One |
Categories: analogy, lost love, love hurts,

Gone

she was a caterpillar, i her cocoon she was the music i her dance she was the rose i her thorns she was lost among the stars i showed her the moon i drifted like a tepid breeze but she was lost in the storm she was right i was not wrong she lit the fire i burnt like hell
Simple Musing Silent One 23 October 2018

by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: love, romance,

Burning Embers

The dawn of love, so magical and new, Two bodies set aflame with burning kiss. Enchanted world and only for the two. No other pair has ever loved like this. Young love, a wonder while its passions last Must change its form if it’s to long endure. Too soon the thrill of love, once new, is past. It should condense to essence now more pure. At time love’s embers start a blazing flame, Soon cooling down to just a lovely glow. No need for these to play a youthful game, Their dreams fulfilled, as both of them now know. For though the young and foolish long for fire, The glowing embers, wiser hearts desire. Entered in Gayle's Burning Embers contest.

by Susan Ashley |
Categories: angst, conflict, depression, fate, love hurts, sorrow,

Fortunes Of My Tears


I see the future in the constellation of my crystal tears as you siphon the sparkle off what’s left of my joy. Heavy is my heart where you spread your composting ego sacrificing my fire. Your unwillingness to ascend from darkness on wings of breath and light is not lost on me.. as you strut your fan of peacock plumes snuffing out any hope for my flickery flame. Susan Ashley July 19, 2018 ________________________ ~ Third Place ~ Contest: Any July 2018 Poem Sponsor: Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings ________________________ ~ POTD ~ July 21, 2018

by Valerie Staton |
Categories: i love you, love,

I Love You

I Love You 
By Valerie D. Staton


I love you…
More than Elmer loves glue
More than Bruce loves Kung Fu
More than Sara loves pie
You’re the apple of my eye

More than Samson loves Delilah
More than smoke loves fire
More than Adam loves Eve
You're the only one I need

More than needle loves thread
More than Wilma loves Fred
More than peaches loves cream
More than I’d ever dare to dream

I love you...

by Arturo Michael |
Categories: faith, silence,

Silent Faith

Silent Sun

Shines for all to see

Silent moon

Lights the night with stars that never speak

Silent people

Go walking thru their silent world...unheard


Silent voices

Speak of life’s unspoken dreams

Silent hearts

Cry a river of tears onto the sea

Silent Love

Waits patiently for love to be free...naturally


Silent hope

Burns of Fire deep down inside

Silent faith

Know somehow we will survive

Silence be...

In silence of sound I breathe... Silently 






by Mark Frank |
Categories: love,

When Love Suspends the Rules

Love
Bold and Bright
Striving and Surviving
Walking with me as a fire that purifies everything

Fierce and bold
Love moves with great force
Love enforces itself beyond the rules
When love suspends the rules
It will go beyond the ordinary!
When love suspends the rules
It will fight in the darkness
Love does not fear a problem
Moving forward it remains the emblem of discovery!
It covers a multitude of anguish
If things do get tough
Love is still enough
Because love will suspend the rules if it must!

Mark Frank

Copyright 2019


by Vijay Pandit |
Categories: love,

Falling in love

Let eyes meet, let them spark a fire
Let rhythms sing to music of lyre

Let heartbeats of joy write our song
In moods of kisses yearned for long

Let blushing cheeks welcome romance
Enchanting heart's seductive dance

Let winds of love ignite our flame
As night, ecstatic, croons your name

December 29, 2019
Placed 3rd: Lay it on me—8x8 poetry contest
Eight syllables per line (howmanysyllables.com)
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Placed 2nd: Strand select 6 by Brian Strand

by SKAT A |
Categories: absence, crush, cry, dedication, lost love, sad,

I'm So Jealous

~The One That Got Away~


Here I lay weeping

I sing a sad song to sleep 

Fire cracking bones

kicking, screaming, pulling hair

The moment, gone forever


~SKAT~


by Raven Drake |
Categories: parody, philosophy, symbolism,

Nihilist

Farcical, extravagant 
My birthmark is a scar 
A speckled blotch ...
A spot of pox 
An icon from afar 

I'm an upstart, I'm an eyesore 
Ranting with a flair
In a tempest, I'm a rabid bird 
Setting fire to the air 

As dauntless as a hellhag 
Unmoved by love or care 
I can hold up in a cyclone 
Feasting on your fear 

I'm your last hope 
As a laughingstock 
I'm your courage in a dare 
As audacious as a terrorist 
With death-defying hair 

When it's time to play the tragic fool 
I'm as flagrant as a glare 
Seething with a vengeance
In a tantrum of despair

Written by © Raven Drake