Love Poems About Senses or Senses Love Poems
by Pace Ink-U-Script |
Categories: love,

The R-O-S-E

THE ROSE


T~hirty-two steps through the yellow-green grass led me to you.
H~aving to choose which one; my heart with no doubt chose you.
E~very rose bloomed quite differently, though nothing meretricious like you.

R~ed is known to be the favorite color to man; color blinded; my soul desired you.
O~f all the roses, my senses were captivated and comely to you.
S~ome men may pick more than one rose; but, I only want you.
E~ven mother nature so pulchritudinous can't compare to you.





Pace, G
IN-U-SCRIPT

05-06-2012

by Caycay Jennings |
Categories: longing, passion, romantic, senses, sensual, sexy, sweet love,

Sensual Silky Colors

I have loved and been loved -  I have shared ivory love bliss colors.

I have ridden sapphire airs of crimson ecstasy and touched silver stars.

I have felt gold, silky, lilac joy move and embrace my harlequin heart.

I have melted to tangerine delight caresses tingling my willing, fuchsia skin.

I have been lifted and turned and tossed  -  on sensual, erotic 
waves that travel bold - through and between me                                                                                 
                                                                                                


... CayCay Jennings
March 11, 2016

by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: morning,

Morning Light

O the warmth and the depth of the sun, o’er us, for the yellows and reds, as they throw their shine on the maples and oaks and the pines, caress of the pale and ebon - all the blossoms stress. And the flit of the robins, and rest on boughs, as they lift up our spirits in singsong light. We’ve a glimpse of once-paradise-sourced delight. The long rays of God’s arms - they lean down to rouse. Each new day, flows our way, and it fits like glove, and we stretch out our arms like a child, and smile, as we’re wrapped in the Dayspring’s colors and style. All our senses awake, as God pours out love. 8/23/2022


by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: love, war,

Why He Fought

Soldier stashed a silver locket
Safe inside his jacket pocket
When the war would numb his senses
He’d break down and drop pretenses
Open up the only token
That recalled those thoughts unspoken
Images of infant, young wife
For their freedom, he’d give his life

by Sandra Adams |
Categories: longing, love,

Love Never Fades

the morning air staggers above the lake
through trees, i almost feel it kissing me
my thoughts spiral down like leaves amidst fall
this emptiness is more than i can take
beneath closed eyes you are all that i see
yet emptiness haunts within morning's call





Sandy Adams
11/01/2013
SENSES FOR A SESTET

by Lin Lane |
Categories: love,

Tender Is This Love

Love has taken a firm grasp of my soul,
ridding me of chill and bite of hoarfrost
Strong arms rescued me from the Winter's cold
Etched upon my heart is his name,  embossed

He soothed my senses and woeful sorrows,
offered moonbeams to dispel darkest nights
Erased the reasons for my brow's furrows
Lifted me from harm and set my world aright

He drowned me in crashing tides of passion
then revived me with life's breath in a kiss
Pray, heart,  keep beating in such sweet fashion
ne'er to be slain and cast in death's deep abyss.

Tender is this love through nature's seasons
with gentle reminders of heart's reasons

by Maria Williams |
Categories: celebration, love, mother, sensual, sexy,

Fruit of Love - An Array

Nature unfurls charms Loving emotions flourish Her cup runs over Exquisite passion Limbs entwined in sweet embrace Move in symphony Senses on fire Symphonic crescendos peak Cocooned in slumber Nature’s Miracle Blooming as she takes on form Grand Expectation
Footnote: A Happy Mother’s day to all Mums, Mums-to-be and Grand Mums for without you and the gift of love, this day was not possible. POTD 16th May 2017

by Evrod Samuel |
Categories: love, lust, senses,

Arouse Me

AROUSE ME 

Enchant me 
Serenade me 
Touch me

Raise my temperature
Heighten my senses 
Make me tingle all over 

Apply your hands to my trembling body 
Caress the heaving contours 
Of my pliant body

Feel the rhythm of my passions
Boiling within 
Explore all of what I have to give 

Arouse me 
Titillate me 
Enhance my desire 
Make me tingle with your soft kisses

Own me 
Mould me 
Control me 

Free me of inhibitions
School me in desire 
Pleasure me 

It’s not all about me 
But of you and I becoming we

by Lynn Marie |
Categories: food, imagination, life, love, nature, nostalgia, passion,

Delectable Pleasure

on a quiet 
Sunday 
afternoon
rain 
playfully 
danced
amidst the 
flourishing 
trees of 
Georgia.

memories 
tempt 
tastebuds
with a 
sweet juicy 
nectar
ripe with 
luscious 
desire.

sensually 
fragrant
arousing 
all senses
slowly, 
delicately, 
sensually.

peaches 
simply are..

the Fruit 
of the 
Gods..

one of 
life's 
delectable 
pleasures,
for the God 
& Goddess 
in all.

by Tony Bush |
Categories: art, inspirational, on writing and words, beauty, beauty,

All I See Is Beauty

All I see is beauty in the burning of her words,
The flickering of flames,
Constructs of fires licking at the night
From snow white sheets of dreaming.

The senses of her bleeding, ink and roses,
Sensual vibrancy,
Gliding rails streaming to the stars,
The links between the earth and heaven’s tide.

All I see is beauty in the visions of her art,
The tenderness of angels,
Architects of chapels wrought of lace,
An arbitrary grace of love.

The impressions of her breathing, saffron breath,
Exhaling of her soul,
Bestow of sleeping kisses to the lips,
Priestess of the mind and loin.

by Daver Austin |
Categories: inspirational

Postember

POSTEMBER

December
Glorious month
Good will
Hearth-side colors    aromas
Sound of Jingle Bells    carols
All the senses taking one back -
    back when imagination was fertile    rooted in
     In magic    and love
We – even the godless – cherish the entire month
But what when December fades?
I say there should be another month
Oh    not rooted in time –
A contemplative month – outside the let-down that is
    January 2nd

Postember
When one goes out the window    taps the eternal
    love and joy    listening to that inner voice 
    proclaiming –
“Nothing is over
Here is eternal Christmas      in the true sense
Linger”

by Wilma Neels |
Categories: love, passion,

'exploring the Shadows'

as he enters he switches 
off the lights 

particles of light peep 
through the blinds
the air filled with tension 
we haven't been here in this 
space in what seem like ages 

the smell of flowers so 
overpowering 
I shield myself from his gaze 
his hands move over my face 
he gently kiss my nose, 
slowly moving to my forehead

the ease in which he does it 
calms me
serene in preparation
as he expertly yet gently 
awake all those senses 

which lay dormant

the moment is now
it is just the two of us 
while we explore - 
flirt with the senses

the shadow moves over our 
naked bodies

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by Charlie Smith |
Categories: love, seasons,

Season of Love

A glistening snowflake
blown by Winter's kiss
melts gently on a heart

Asleep in the arms
of a sweet melody,
as fragrant as the
soft Spring coolness
of morning's dew

A first awkward 
touch that felt
of Summer's glow

A voice that echoes
from your senses,
like rain through
Autumn's cascade.

As time gives
a moment chance,
Love lends its loyalty
with such a deepening
Grace...

C.W.S.
03/10/2020

by Charles Fuller |
Categories: inspirational, life, love, passion,

One Moment of You and I

Azure mirroring 
Overpowering the senses
Pithy eyes moving
Upon twin horizons
Trembling breathed echoes
Holding silence closely
Sensations of a cacophony
Rhythmic intensity flashing
Transparent intentions firing
As eyes close 
Lips faintly caressing
Sweet passion
The goodnight kiss…

by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: allah, beauty, deep, desire, inspiration, longing, magic,

A Journey of Rarity

How I long to see me
on a walk of possibilities
a journey of rarity
a world of no worries
wide opening the gates of boundaries
the mind lines crossing
the heart chambers stretching..

***

Set on the branch of my heart
rest with your Love
feel home and feed soul
My senses I would close
My mind I would set loose
A sweet surrender
the Self wings carefree..

***

How I long to dream of me
detached as I could be
One and only me!
sweet and true be!
No sound
dares a quiet mind
or mutes a heart’s glee..

by Mike Gentile |
Categories: nature, peace, sound, war,

The Sound of Peace

Simple sounds
The birds of love 
    Nature’s call, so wild and free
               Echoed in the skies above
                       Symphonies made just for me

Simple sounds
The cricket’s dance
         Senses frolic to and fro
               Entertaining nature’s trance
                               Contemplating all I know

Simple sounds
A heart that beats 
   Searching for a love to share
          Life that flows when hope retreats
                                 Listen for it everywhere

Simple sounds
The guns of war
     But for hate meant to release
                    Rat-a-tat, he is no more
                        Silence is the sound of peace

by Susan Ashley |
Categories: romantic love, senses, sensual, soulmate, summer, woman,

Wild Roses On The Hill

An escapade sweet as a marshmallow day
when tangerine dreams fed our evergreen stream.
Our magnet attraction neath radiant ray 
did butter the air where the breezes did teem
and whirlwinds of roses anointed the brae. 
Their scent, my surrender, romantic the scheme, 
exotic the fever and dance with a flame — 
ah, rapture of capture! The wooer’s end game.

by A.O. Taner |
Categories: adventure, car, change, confusion, culture, cute love, destiny, lost, love, meaningful, metaphor, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, passion, people, philosophy, places, proposal, remember, romantic, science, senses, simple, smart, social, spoken word, symbolism, time, travel, true love, visionary, wisdom,

Roads

the shortest road
is the one that you know
the longest road
is the one that you love

by Heather Hill |
Categories: adventure, art, black african american, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, imagination, love, native american, nature, passion, romance, song-teen, visionaryme, me,

Jungle Love

Your sweet nectar
wraps around my senses
like jungle vines
steady drums beating
Your heart near mine

Your strong hands
hold me suspended
by my waist
Just enough pain and strength
against my supple skin
For my taste

The musk of your
sculpted body and the forest
has me going wild
But yet, the tender way you
protect me, reminds me of
Being a child

A safe familiarity
with a strain of animalistic
seduction
Your invisible hold over me
leaves me arrow poisoned
Unable to function

My long dark hair wraps you
with smells of coconut and ocean Sun
your locks full of mud and enemies
Blood
together, my warrior
We make One

by James Burns |
Categories: anniversary, devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, inspirational, love, passion, romance

The "senses" Since

I remember the look
In those big brown eyes
As you’d smile and laugh
And leave me hypnotized

I remember the touch
Of your hands so soft
How you’d hug and comfort me
And shake the cold off

I remember the taste
Of your sweet lips on mine
Enthralled in a kiss
For hours at a time

I remember the sound
Of your voice so warm
You’d just whisper gently
And quiet the raging storm

I remember the smell
That enchanted my nose
The scent of your body
Bathed in absolute rose

Yes, I remember you dear
And all the love we grew
And I have spent a lifetime
Making “sense” of you

by Linda-Marie Sweetheart |
Categories: love,

Intense Interlude

"Intense Interlude" in sweet magical moment deep mesmerizing gaze kidnapped his heart, in Time, extending fragrant flowers she smiled, through haunting hazel eyes in translucent vapor mist visual aromatic ambiance ensconced emotions beyond whispered words as beauty bewitched a charming interlude love captivated by essence of inhaled eye-candy. *Blending of sight and smell senses. *For Nette Onclaud's Synesthesia: Inner Body Movement Contest. *Written by: Linda-Marie The "Sweetheart" of P.S. *Nov. 18, 2012.

by Tim Smith |
Categories: love,

Not Afraid To Say I Love You

Just thoughts of your sunset eyes slowly drifting off to dreamland excite my senses sending soft tickles throughout my body those ruby red lips whisper sweet lullabies putting an ease to my muddled mind. tonight my heart smiles kissing your soul as it enters places never touched never allowed to be touched and I am not afraid I am not afraid to say those words the words I think all the time. the world won't stop for us and yes I love you

by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beach, beautiful, blessing, boyfriend, break up, culture, cute love, dedication, deep, desire, destiny, devotion, earth, environment, freedom, happiness, happy, heart, humanity, innocence, kiss, lost love, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, ocean, passion, peace, planet, poetry, relationship, romance, romantic, senses, sensual, silence, soulmate, spiritual, symbolism, uplifting,

Beach

is it the wave kissing the sand 
or is it the ocean
- deep from her heart
sometimes gently,
often hard,
but always with passion?

is it the sand kissing back
or is it the land
- happily losing ground 
with every kiss
to his eternal mistress,
the occupant of his soul?

is it this poem touching your heart
or is it our souls
- hugging each other
on a sandy beach,
wide and infinite,
day in and day out?

by Nicholas Windle |
Categories: sea

Friends

A toast to friends old and new,
As we gather round the fire.
The pack we’d made, when we all were young,
By now I thought we’d tire.
My eyes look deep, into the burning flames,
Their tongues, ever hungry for the evening air.
As the pleasure given, by its warming glow,
On the faces of all those there.
Through the laughter, the sound of the rolling tide,
As it crashes, onto the shore.
The salted air carried on the breeze,
As my senses, crave out for more.
With the afterglow, from the setting sun,
Cast its reflections on the sea. 
We raise a glass, to those we love,
This is where I want to be.

by Ralph Sergi |
Categories: lost love,

Thoughts

The Mask it cannot hide
those feelings deep inside
that squeeze the senses tight
to try and recall a
time of love,lust and sin
then you realize now
thoughts are all you have left

Ralph Sergi   Masquerade
Contest April 25, 2014