Whether you’re seeking the perfect lines to express the depth of your emotions, celebrate a cherished bond or make her feel truly special, best Love poems for her will captivate her heart and make every moment together a romantic stanza in the epic poem of your love story.

These carefully crafted touching verses will help you express your feelings in the most beautiful way, leaving a lasting impression on the heart of your beloved. Heartfelt poems will convey the profound depth of your affection for your significant other with eloquence and sincerity. Let’s show her just how much she means to you, and how grateful you are to have her in your life.

Beautiful Love Poems For Her

My Light

You are the light of my life,
The one who makes everything right,
Your love, a melody in my heart,
Forever and always, my sweetheart.

A Love That I Can’t Explain

A love that I can’t explain
A feeling I can barely contain
My heart so full of emotion
My feelings, so often in motion

It’s like a sweet summer’s breeze
Weaving through the trees
Bringing with it a gentle calm
A feeling that can do no harm

The way it fills me with joy
As if I’m a new found toy
My heart so full of bliss
I’m at a complete loss for words

The perfect love for me
Is the one that sets me free
Where I can be myself
And know that I’m loved for me

Your love is like a warm embrace
Filling me with grace
Your kindness shines so bright
That I am filled with delight

Your love so full of life
It’s like a never-ending light
It brings me comfort and peace
A feeling that will never cease

“Sonnet 18” by William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sunshine to My Soul

Your smile is sunshine to my soul,
Your touch a warm embrace;
My love for you will never grow old.

“[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]” by E.E. Cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Your cuteness knows no bounds

Your cuteness knows no bounds, your beauty has no limit, you are the only woman in the world, to which I will commit. I look at you and gasp in awe, wondering how you’re mine, you take my breath away my dear, for you, I’ll walk the line.

“How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Like a Rose, Forever Yours

Like a rose, you bloom and grow,
Your beauty, a wonder to behold,
My heart, forever yours to keep,
As we journey through life, step by step.

My Angel, My Life, My Entire World

My angel, my life, my entire world, please be with me always, my one and only girl. I love you so deeply, that I know is so true, for there is no one else, my heart beats just for you. No matter what happens, you’re always the one, that I want to come home to, I’m the Earth to your sun.

“Her Lips Are Copper Wire” by Jean Toomer

whisper of yellow globes
gleaming on lamp-posts that sway
like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog

and let your breath be moist against me
like bright beads on yellow globes

telephone the power-house
that the main wires are insulate

(her words play softly up and down
dewy corridors of billboards)

then with your tongue remove the tape
and press your lips to mine
till they are incandescent

A Full Heart

With you, my heart is whole,
My life is full of grace;
Forever bound, body and soul.

“[To find a kiss of yours]” by Frederico García Lorca

To find a kiss of yours
what would I give
A kiss that strayed from your lips
dead to love

My lips taste
the dirt of shadows

To gaze at your dark eyes
what would I give
Dawns of rainbow garnet
fanning open before God—

The stars blinded them
one morning in May

And to kiss your pure thighs
what would I give
Raw rose crystal
sediment of the sun

Simple Love Poems for Her

My Place With You

My heart beats for you alone,
With you, my love has grown,
You light up my life with your grace,
Forever with you, I find my place.

“I Am Not Yours” by Sara Teasdale

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

You Came Into My Life Like A Star

You came into my life like a star
And filled my heart with joy
You took my pain as if it was yours
And gave me love that no one could.
You gave me a shoulder to cry on
You were my pillar when I was falling
You were my strength when I felt low
With your smile, you made my living on earth worthwhile.

“The More Loving One” by W.H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

You Are My Flame

You are the light of my life,
With you, everything feels right,
Your love, a sweet and gentle flame,
Forever burning bright, never tamed.

“[I wish I could remember]” by Christina Rossetti

I wish I could remember that first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season, it might be
Summer or Winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom yet for many a May.
If only I could recollect it, such
A day of days! I let it come and go
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
It seemed to mean so little, meant so much;
If only now I could recall that touch,
First touch of hand in hand—Did one but know!

A Smile

A smile is such a lovely thing especially upon your face;
hiding all the sorrows or simply taking their place.
A kindly spoken word means so much when from you,
it comforts my weary heart or when I’m feeling blue.
A song can make our hearts dance in pretty fast-paced clips
when we hear the melody of our love’s unconquerable grips.
Words could lift my spirits and sweet compassion find;
put your hand in mine alone and peace will fill my mind.
A smile, a word, a song, a look – seem small little things
but when love sparks an action, what blessings they bring.

A Glimpse Of Love

Your eyes are like windows to your soul,
A glimpse into a love that’s true;
A love that makes me whole.

“Love Song” by William Carlos Williams

I lie here thinking of you:—

the stain of love
is upon the world!
Yellow, yellow, yellow
it eats into the leaves,
smears with saffron
the horned branches that lean
heavily
against a smooth purple sky!
There is no light
only a honey-thick stain
that drips from leaf to leaf
and limb to limb
spoiling the colors
of the whole world—

you far off there under
the wine-red selvage of the west!

“Love Sonnet XI” by Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

A Warm Love

Your smile is like the sun,
Bringing warmth to everyone,
Your laughter, a song so sweet,
With you by my side, life’s complete.

“Love is a place” by E.E. Cummings

Love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places

yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds

I Love My Eyes

I love my eyes
When you look into them.
I love my name
When you whisper it
And love my heart
When you love it.
I love my life,
Because you are the part of it.

“Bright star” by John Keats

Bright star! would I were steadfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like Nature’s patient sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—
No—yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.

My Sweet One

With you, my heart’s complete,
Filled with love,
That’s pure and sweet.

Light To My Soul

You gave light to my soul
You helped me to be whole
I have felt love for you before
And it will be more and more,
You are mine, my dear
You are the angel from above
Who taught me how to love.
Please, forever keep me near.

“Ever Faithful to You” by Lucian B. Watkins

When e’er I read these words, Dear Heart, of your sweet valentine,
I’m sure no heart can ever feel a sweeter joy than mine.

“Faithful!” no word can e’er express a truer, greater love—
No truer constancy than this have angels up above!

“Ever!” ah, then eternally you pledge that you’ll be true!
For love’s sweet sake, alone, I choose a happy life with you.

Through every sorrow, joy or pain that we in life may meet,
In sweet companionship we’ll share—the bitter with the sweet.

We’ll live with these words of faithfulness, what e’er our lot may be.
And live that we may after death from earthly stains be free.

A Calm Heart

Your love, like a gentle rain,
Soothes my soul, relieves my pain,
You calm my heart, bring me peace,
My love for you will never cease.

“What Was Told, That” by Jalal al-Din Rumi

What was said to the rose that made it open was said
to me here in my chest.

What was told the cypress that made it strong
and straight, what was

whispered the jasmine so it is what it is, whatever made
sugarcane sweet, whatever

was said to the inhabitants of the town of Chigil in
Turkestan that makes them

so handsome, whatever lets the pomegranate flower blush
like a human face, that is

being said to me now. I blush. Whatever put eloquence in
language, that’s happening here.

The great warehouse doors open; I fill with gratitude,
chewing a piece of sugarcane,

in love with the one to whom every that belongs!

I’m Missing You So Very Much

I’m missing you so very much
And longing for your slightest touch
Dancing on the edge of doom

We struggle just to find some room
Inside each other’s little world
Tingling swells within my chest
Hold on to her forget the rest
Of all the fears that try and tear
Us apart from something rare
To have you in my arms will be

Your best ever gift to me
Oh, sweetness, I am waiting for you
Unleash upon me your violet hue.

“A Red, Red Rose” by Robert Burns

O my luve’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
O I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
Though it were ten thousand mile.

You Light Me Up

Your smile is like sunshine,
A ray of hope and light;
A love that’s forever mine.

Poems About Love For Her

“Love” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

We cannot live, except thus mutually
We alternate, aware or unaware,
The reflex act of life: and when we bear
Our virtue onward most impulsively,
Most full of invocation, and to be
Most instantly compellant, certes, there
We live most life, whoever breathes most air
And counts his dying years by sun and sea.
But when a soul, by choice and conscience, doth
Throw out her full force on another soul,
The conscience and the concentration both make
mere life, Love. For Life in perfect whole
And aim consummated, is Love in sooth,
As nature’s magnet-heat rounds pole with pole.

A Gentle Embrace

Your love is like a warm embrace,
Filling my heart with a gentle grace,
You are the sun on a cloudy day,
And in your arms, I find my way.

My heart is yours, forever true,
For in you, my love, I’ve found my muse,
With every beat, my love for you grows,
And in your love, I find repose.

“Meeting at Night” by Robert Browning

The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low:
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

You Are My Paradise

You are the love of my life,
With you, I’ve found my paradise,
My heart sings with joy and glee,
With every moment spent with thee.
You are my soulmate, my better half,
In your love, I find my path,
Forever in your arms, I’ll stay,
My love for you will never sway.

You came into my life like a star

You came into my life like a star
And filled my heart with joy
You took my pain as if it was yours
And gave me love that no one could.
You gave me a shoulder to cry on
You were my pillar when I was falling
You were my strength when I felt low
With your smile, you made my living on earth worthwhile.

“A Glimpse” by Walt Whitman

A glimpse through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night, and I
unremark’d seated in a corner,
Of a youth who loves me and whom I love, silently approaching and seating himself near, that he
may hold me by the hand,
A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of drinking and oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little, perhaps not a word.

The Gentle Rain

You are the light of my life,
In your love, I find no strife,
You are the one who makes everything right,
And in your heart, I find my delight.
Your touch, like a gentle rain,
Soothes my soul, relieves my pain,
You are the one who sets me free,
And in your love, I’ll always be.

Stunning and Beautiful

Stunning and beautiful not a flower nor a tree,
More breathtaking than those and only I can see,
My heart beats your name right down to the core,
Filling me with such joy and so much more,
Your eyes so amazing, I just can’t look away,
They’re gorgeous and shining throughout all the day,
Here in my arms is where you belong,
Our two hearts beating to the same song.

“On Love” by Kahlil Gibran

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

The Brightest Spark

Love is a flame that never dies,
A spark that lights up the skies;
A bond that grows with every beat,
A love that’s pure and sweet.

“somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond” by E.E. Cummings

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

My Love, My Home

In your arms, I find my home,
When you and I can be alone;
Where love abounds and laughter flows,
And all my worries cease to show.
With you, my heart beats strong and true,
A love that’s deep and always new;
A passion that ignites my soul,
And makes my life feel whole.
Together, we are more than one,
A love that lasts beyond the sun;
Forever bound in sweet embrace,
Our love a never-ending race.

I Love You

I love you from head to toe
And more than you’ll ever know.
It hurts when you are sad,
And makes me sad when you are mad.
I know we fight every now and then,
But please know I will love you until the end.
I just know you are the one for me,
And the only one there will ever be.
You are the one I want to spend my life with,
To call my wife and to share a kid.
I will never tell you the words goodbye,
And I will love you till the day I die.
If I was to pass on before you do,
I will be waiting at the gates of heaven for you.

“Wind and Window Flower” by Robert Frost

Lovers, forget your love,
And list to the love of these,
She a window flower,
And he a winter breeze.

When the frosty window veil
Was melted down at noon,
And the caged yellow bird
Hung over her in tune,

He marked her through the pane,
He could not help but mark,
And only passed her by,
To come again at dark.

He was a winter wind,
Concerned with ice and snow,
Dead weeds and unmated birds,
And little of love could know.

But he sighed upon the sill,
He gave the sash a shake,
As witness all within
Who lay that night awake.

Perchance he half prevailed
To win her for the flight
From the firelit looking-glass
And warm stove-window light.

But the flower leaned aside
And thought of naught to say,
And morning found the breeze
A hundred miles away.

Guide Me Through Darkest Night

Your love is like a gentle breeze,
That soothes my soul with perfect ease;
A love that fills my heart with light,
And guides me through the darkest night.
With every breath I take,
I feel your love surrounding me so real;
A love that’s true and always near,
My heart and soul forever dear.

“I Love You” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I love your lips when they’re wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses against my face.

Not for me the cold, calm kiss
Of a virgin’s bloodless love;
Not for me the saint’s white bliss,
Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives
And laughs at the whole world’s blame,
With your body so young and warm in my arms,
It sets my poor heart aflame.

So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,
Still fragrant with ruby wine,
And say with a fervor born of the South
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm young arms,
While the pale stars shine above,
And we’ll live our whole young lives away
In the joys of a living love.

“Defeated By Love” by Rumi

The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon
So powerful
I fell to the ground
Your love
has made me sure
I am ready to forsake
this worldly life
and surrender
to the magnificence
of your Being

Love Like The Sea

My love for you is like the sea,
A vast and endless mystery;
With tides that ebb and flow like time,
And depths that are forever mine.

Your touch is like the ocean breeze,
That brings me to my bending knees;
A love that’s sweet and always new,
And makes my heart sing just for you.

With every moment we’re together,
Our love grows stronger, now and forever;
A bond that’s deep and always true,
A love that’s meant for me and you.

So here’s my vow, my love, my dear,
To cherish and to hold so near;
Forever bound, heart and soul,
My love for you will always glow.

Deep Love Poems For Her

Every Day I Love You More

Every day I love you more,
you will be forever what I adore,
you are my joy, my treasure, my heart,
today, tomorrow, forever,
we will never be apart.

“Vivien’s Song” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

‘In Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours,
Faith and unfaith can ne’er be equal powers:
Unfaith in aught is want of faith in all.

‘It is the little rift within the lute,
That by and by will make the music mute,
And ever widening slowly silence all.

‘The little rift within the lover’s lute
Or little pitted speck in garnered fruit,
That rotting inward slowly moulders all.

‘It is not worth the keeping: let it go:
But shall it? answer, darling, answer, no.
And trust me not at all or all in all.’

Blessed In Your Arms

My heart is yours forevermore,
A love that’s pure and sweet;
Together we’ll always soar high above.
With every breath, my heart beats true.
A love that’s deep, forever new;
A passion that ignites my soul, and makes my life feel whole.
Your eyes, a window to your soul,
A love that’s true, forever whole; in your arms, I find my rest,
A love that’s pure, forever blessed.

“Experience” by Elsa Gidlow

Now you are gone I kiss your dented pillow
And wonder if it hungers like my breast
For the dear head we both have held in rest.

I said once: Love alone cannot assuage
My thirst, my hunger, love has no reply
For that wild questioning, for this fierce cry.

I said: there is no kiss can feed me now.
Perhaps love is life’s flower: I seek the root.
Yea, I have loved and love is dead sea fruit.

Yet, I lie here and kiss your dented pillow,
A trembling girl who loves you overmuch—
A harp in anguish for the player’s touch.

My Heart Sings

Your love is like a summer breeze,
That fills my heart with sweet release;
A love that’s pure and always new,
A bond that holds me close to you.
With every beat, my heart sings loud,
A love that’s true, forever proud.

Without you I am incomplete

Without you I am incomplete,
never have I missed someone so,
my arms long to hold you tight,
and I’ll never let you go.

Your face, your lips, your soul, your heart,
please promise me we’ll never again be apart.
For without you, I am but a shell.
You are my heaven and without you is hell.

“A Woman’s Answer” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

You call me an angel of love and of light,
A being of goodness and heavenly fire,
Sent out from God’s kingdom to guide you aright,
In paths where your spirit may mount and aspire,
You say that I glow like a star on its course,
Like a ray from the altar, a spark from the source.

Now list to my answer—let all the world hear it,
I speak unafraid what I know to be true—
A pure, faithful love is the creative spirit
Which make women angels! I live but in you.
We are bound soul to soul by life’s holiest laws;
If I am an angel—why, you are the cause.

The Purest Bond

In your arms, I find my peace,
A love that never seems to cease;
A bond that’s pure and always true,
A love that weaves us through and through.
With every kiss, my heart takes flight,
A love that’s pure, forever bright.

I Love You, Baby

step into our home
And there you are already in wait
To embrace me warmly
And to ask me how my day went.
It’s a routine I can’t get enough experiencing
Because it is the singular reason I am always hasty
To head home after work.
I love you, baby.

“Love” by James Russell Lowell

True Love is but a humble, low-born thing,
And hath its food served up in earthen ware;
It is a thing to walk with, hand in hand,
Through the every-dayness of this work-day world,
Baring its tender feet to every roughness,
Yet letting not one heart-beat go astray
From Beauty’s law of plainness and content;
A simple, fire-side thing, whose quiet smile
Can warm earth’s poorest hovel to a home;
Which, when our autumn cometh, as it must,
And life in the chill wind shivers bare and leafless,
Shall still be blest with Indian-summer youth
In bleak November, and, with thankful heart,
Smile on its ample stores of garnered fruit,
As full of sunshine to our aged eyes
As when it nursed the blossoms of our spring.

You’re The Right In My Life

You’re the right in my life
That removes every wrong;
You’re the power in my life
That makes everything strong;
You’re the remedy of my life
That cures every illness;
You’re the calm in life
That diffuses all my stress;
You’ve always believed
In everything I’ve done;
You aren’t just my everything
You are my number one.
I love you.

“The White Rose” by John Boyle O’Reilly

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

A Love That Never Fades

Your love is like a summer’s day,
A warmth that never fades away;
A light that shines on all around,
A love that’s pure, forever bound.
With every kiss, my heart takes flight,
A love that’s pure and always bright;
Together we’ll soar on wings of love,
A bond that’s pure and like a dove.
Our love is deep, forever true,
A passion that ignites anew;
Forever bound, heart and soul,
Our love a never-ending goal.

“Endymion” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The rising moon has hid the stars;
Her level rays, like golden bars,
Lie on the landscape green,
With shadows brown between.

And silver white the river gleams,
As if Diana, in her dreams,
Had dropt her silver bow
Upon the meadows low.

On such a tranquil night as this,
She woke Endymion with a kiss,
When, sleeping in the grove,
He dreamed not of her love.

Like Dian’s kiss, unasked, unsought,
Love gives itself, but is not bought;
Her voice, nor sound betrays
Its deep, impassioned gaze.

It comes,—the beautiful, the free,
The crown of all humanity,—
In silence and alone
To seek the elected one.

It lifts the boughs, whose shadows deep,
Are Life’s oblivion, the soul’s sleep,
And kisses the closed eyes
Of him, who slumbering lies.

O, weary hearts! O, slumbering eyes!
O, drooping souls, whose destinies
Are fraught with fear and pain,
Ye shall be loved again!

No one is so accursed by fate,
No one so utterly desolate,
But some heart, though unknown,
Responds unto his own.

Responds,—as if with unseen wings,
A breath from heaven had touched its strings
And whispers, in its song,
“Where hast thou stayed so long!”

“How Many, How Much” by Shel Silverstein

How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em.

“At the Touch of You” by Witter Bynner

At the touch of you,
As if you were an archer with your swift hand at the bow,
The arrows of delight shot through my body.

You were spring,
And I the edge of a cliff,
And a shining waterfall rushed over me.

Forever In Your Embrace

Your love is like a gentle breeze,
Caressing my soul with a sweet ease,
You are the one who makes me whole,
And in your love, I find my role.
My heart beats for you, and you alone,
With you, my love, I’ve found my home,
Forever in your embrace, I’ll stay,
My love for you will never fade away.

Heart Melt Love Poems For Her

“A Woman’s Love” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There is no limit to my love’s full measure,
It’s spirit-gold is shaped by earth’s alloy;
I would be friend and mother, mate and toy,
I’d have thee look to me for every pleasure,
And in me find all memories of joy.

Yet though I love thee in such selfish fashion,
I would wait on thee, sitting at thy feet,
And serving thee, if thou didst deem it meet.
And couldst thou give me one fond hour of passion,
I’d take that hour and call my life complete.

You Melt Me

With every breath, my heart begins to thaw
As ice-cold walls give way to warmth and awe
The frost that once consumed me starts to fade
And in its place, a fiery passion’s made
As snowflakes melt and trickle down my skin
I feel the warmth of love that burns within
And in this heat, my heart begins to soar
Melting away the cold and frozen core.

“Song: to Celia [Drink to me only with thine eyes]” by Ben Jonson

Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I’ll not look for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove’s nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honouring thee
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not withered be.
But thou thereon didst only breathe,
And sent’st it back to me;
Since when it grows, and smells, I swear,
Not of itself, but thee.

My Heart Melts

Flames flicker, dance, and leap within my heart
Melting away the ice that kept me apart
Now I am consumed by this fiery desire
My soul ablaze, my heart a burning pyre
Love’s heat melts my heart, sets my spirit free.

“Love Poem” by George Moses Horton

Whilst tracing thy visage I sink in emotion,
For no other damsel so wond’rous I see;
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I think of no other, my true-love, but thee.

With heart-burning rapture I gaze on thy beauty,
And fly like a bird to the boughs of a tree;
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I fancy no other, my true-love, but thee.

Thus oft in the valley I think, and I wonder
Why cannot a maid with her lover agree?
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I pine for no other, my true-love, but thee.

I’d fly from thy frowns with a heart full of sorrow—
Return, pretty damsel, and smile thou on me;
By every endeavor, I’ll try thee forever,
And languish until I am fancied by thee.

A Love That Burns Bright

Your words pour over me like honey, thick and sweetest
Melting my heart until it puddles at your lovely feet
I feel the heat of your gaze, a warm and gentle embrace
That slowly thaws my soul, and leaves me in a sweet daze
As we melt into each other, all boundaries disappear
Our love a river that flows, pure and crystal clear
I am lost in your embrace, swept away by your gentle touch
My heart melts under your gaze, I cannot get enough
Your love is like a furnace, burning bright and truest
Melting away my fears, until all that’s left is only you
We are two hearts that beat as one, no longer ever apart
Forever intertwined, melting together, heart to heart.

“Ode to Psyche” by John Keats

O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung
By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear,
And pardon that thy secrets should be sung
Even into thine own soft-conched ear:
Surely I dreamt to-day, or did I see
The winged Psyche with awaken’d eyes?
I wander’d in a forest thoughtlessly,
And, on the sudden, fainting with surprise,
Saw two fair creatures, couched side by side
In deepest grass, beneath the whisp’ring roof
Of leaves and trembled blossoms, where there ran
A brooklet, scarce espied:

[…]

Yes, I will be thy priest, and build a fane
In some untrodden region of my mind,
Where branched thoughts, new grown with pleasant pain,
Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind:
Far, far around shall those dark-cluster’d trees
Fledge the wild-ridged mountains steep by steep;
And there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees,
The moss-lain Dryads shall be lull’d to sleep;
And in the midst of this wide quietness
A rosy sanctuary will I dress
With the wreath’d trellis of a working brain,
With buds, and bells, and stars without a name,
With all the gardener Fancy e’er could feign,
Who breeding flowers, will never breed the same:
And there shall be for thee all soft delight
That shadowy thought can win,
A bright torch, and a casement ope at night,
To let the warm Love in!

Light Up The World

Our love is like a river, flowing deep and wide
A current that sweeps us along, with every rippling tide
We are swept away by passion’s flow, lost in its embrace
As we melt into each other, no barriers can we trace
Our love is like a flame, burning bright and true
A fire that consumes us both, leaving nothing but me and you
We are two souls entwined, bound together by desire
Melting into each other, our love an unquenchable fire
And as we burn with love, we light up the world around us.

“Of Love: A Sonnet” by Robert Herrick

How love came in I do not know,
Whether by the eye, or ear, or no;
Or whether with the soul it came
(At first) infused with the same;
Whether in part ’tis here or there,
Or, like the soul, whole everywhere,
This troubles me: but I as well
As any other this can tell:
That when from hence she does depart
The outlet then is from the heart.

You Melt My Fear

My love for you melts away all doubt and fear
It shines like the sun, ever bright and clear
Gorgeous love that will last forever, my dear.

Sweet Love Poems for Her From the Heart

The Garden of Love

Roses red as the burning sun, symbolizing love that’s just begun.
Daisies dancing in the breeze, whispering of our hearts at ease.
Lilies pure as the driven snow, reminding us of the love we know.
Tulips vibrant, colors so bold, a promise of a love that never grows old.
Peonies with their delicate bloom, a love that will never meet its doom.
Sunflowers standing tall and proud, our love blossoming, never to be bowed.
And so we gather each floral kind, our love a garden, one of a kind.
A bouquet of beauty, forever ours, a love that blooms, with all its powers.

When I feel the warmth in her heart

When I feel the warmth in her heart
I know she is the one from whom I shall never depart
When I rest my head on her knees
I can weave a future of dreams
As my love, I silently profess
To my darling Princess.

“She Walks in Beauty” by George Gordon Byron

I.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

II.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

III.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

“A Dream Girl” By Carl Sandburg

You will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace.
You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.
Yet,
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
A film of hope and a memoried day.

“The Awakening” by James Weldon Johnson

I dreamed that I was a rose
That grew beside a lonely way,
Close by a path none ever chose,
And there I lingered day by day.
Beneath the sunshine and the show’r
I grew and waited there apart,
Gathering perfume hour by hour,
And storing it within my heart,
Yet, never knew,
Just why I waited there and grew.

I dreamed that you were a bee
That one day gaily flew along,
You came across the hedge to me,
And sang a soft, love-burdened song.
You brushed my petals with a kiss,
I woke to gladness with a start,
And yielded up to you in bliss
The treasured fragrance of my heart;
And then I knew
That I had waited there for you.

Together by the Sea

With the ocean breeze and sand beneath our feet,
We walk on the beach, just you and me.
The waves crashing, a symphony so sweet,
Our hearts entwined, forever to be.
This moment of love, an eternal retreat.

“Love and Friendship” by Emily Brontë

Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree—
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He still may leave thy garland green.

Our Love: the Dream that will Never Fade

Beneath the sun-kissed skies, we find,
A paradise that’s truly one of a kind,
On golden sands, we stroll hand in hand,
The ocean’s symphony, like a love band.
The sea breeze carries the scent of romance,
Our hearts entwined, lost in a sweet trance,
A tropical holiday, our love’s sweet serenade,
Forever in our memories, like a dream that won’t fade.

My Love For You

My love for you, like a river, flows
My heart it swells, as I’m exposed
To your beauty, like a star, aglow
Your presence, like a melody, I know

Your words, like sweet honey, they roll
My soul they touch, my love they console
Your laughter, like the music of birds
My soul it stirs and my heart it heard

Your beauty, like a rainbow, divine
My eyes they marvel, my heart they entwine
Your kiss, like a flame, it burns
A love, like no other, for me it yearns

My love for you, ever true
My heart, forever, belongs to you.

“Amores (I)” by E.E. Cummings

your little voice
Over the wires came leaping
and i felt suddenly
dizzy
With the jostling and shouting of merry flowers
wee skipping high-heeled flames
courtesied before my eyes
or twinkling over to my side
Looked up
with impertinently exquisite faces
floating hands were laid upon me
I was whirled and tossed into delicious dancing
up
Up
with the pale important
stars and the Humorous
moon
dear girl
How i was crazy how i cried when i heard
over time
and tide and death
leaping
Sweetly
your voice

An Eternal Embrace

In my dreams, you visit me, a vision of love, so real to see,
You come to me in the night, a radiant star, shining bright.
As we dance in the moonlight, our love’s flame burns with delight,
Your touch, your kiss, a blissful sensation,
A dreamlike world, our own creation.
In the morning light, you fade away,
But your memory lingers throughout the day,
In my heart, you hold a special place,
As my dream lover, my eternal embrace.

“Wild Nights — Wild Nights! (249)” by Emily Dickinson

Wild Nights – Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile – the winds –
To a heart in port –
Done with the compass –
Done with the chart!

Rowing in Eden –
Ah, the sea!
Might I moor – Tonight –
In thee!

Memories of Love

Oh sweetest memories, a treasure to behold,
Of you and I, and our love so bold.
We walked through the city, hand in hand,
Adventures aplenty, in a magical land.
To the movies we went, our hearts aflutter,
Lost in each other, nothing could be better.
Romantic meals we shared, under the moon,
Our love growing stronger, with each spoon.

We went on long trips, in our car so true,
Exploring new places, with me and you.
By the seaside we stayed, the waves so calm,
Our love a beacon, a sweet, sweet balm.
At home we snuggled, in each other’s arms,
A love so true, with no alarms.
Dreaming about our future, we talked all night,
Of a love so pure, forever in sight.

Oh sweetest memories, how they bring me joy,
A love so pure, that nothing can destroy.
Together we shall be, until the end of time,
A love so true, forever to shine.
Through the trials of life, our love did grow,
A bond so strong, like an unbreakable bow.
In each other’s eyes, we found a home,
A love so pure, forever to roam.
Our memories a tapestry, woven with care,
Of a love so pure, that nothing can compare.

Together we’ve faced every storm that came our way,
And our love only grew stronger, day by day.
In moments of doubt, we held each other close,
Our love a shield, protecting us from life’s blows.
Oh sweetest memories, how they fill my heart,
A love so true, that nothing can ever part.

As the years go by, our love will only grow,
A flame that burns brighter, with each ebb and flow.
With you by my side, my heart is complete,
A love so pure, that nothing can defeat.
Oh sweetest memories, how they bring me peace,
A love so pure, that will never cease.
Together we shall be, until the end of days,
Our love a light, guiding us through life’s maze.

“Serenade” by Djuna Barnes

Three paces down the shore, low sounds the lute,
The better that my longing you may know;
I’m not asking you to come,
But—can’t you go?

Three words, ‘I love you,’ and the whole is said—
The greatness of it throbs from sun to sun;
I’m not asking you to walk,
But—can’t you run?

Three paces in the moonlight’s glow I stand,
And here within the twilight beats my heart.
I’m not asking you to finish,
But—to start.

Love Poems For Her From The Heart

“When You Are Old” by William Butler Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

We Are Meant to Be

Our love is a story, yet untold,
A bond that’s rare, a love so bold.
With you by my side, I feel alive,
A love that is real, a feeling to thrive.
We complement each other, like night and day,
Together we are better, in every way.
Our love is destiny, meant to be,
Forever and always, just you and me.

“Love’s Philosophy” by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?

Your Beauty in My Eyes

Your beauty takes my breath away,
A wonder to behold every day
Your eyes, like stars that light the sky
Your smile, a ray of sunshine that never dies

Your grace, like a swan that glides with ease,
Your love, a gift that brings me to my knees
You are a masterpiece, a sight to see,
My darling girl, forever beautiful to me.

“Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

[…]

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we—
Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

You Make My World

Without you, my life would be a lonely fate
Days stretching long, with no end in sight
No hand to hold, no one to love, no mate
In a world so dark, without any light

But with you, my dear, my heart takes flight
Loneliness banished, joy now in its place
Days filled with laughter, and love so bright
A smile always upon my face

Your presence fills my world with grace
I’m grateful for every moment we share
Together we can conquer any race
With you, life’s burdens we can bear

Without you, I’d be lost and bare
But with you, life is full and true
My heart sings with joy, with you here
My life is so much better with you.