Whatever dies, was not mixed equally; If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.
Here's a dating love poem that highlights the excitement and anticipation of going on a blind date set up by a close friend.
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) Today we are obliged to be romantic And think of yet another valentine. And saying that has made me feel romantic, My dearest love, my darling valentine. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.
We know the rules and we are both pedantic: Today’s the day we have to be romantic. The Good-Morrow by John Donne (1572 – 1631) I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres, Without sharp north, without declining west?
Love poems are great to share with your spouse on special occasions, such as anniversary or birthday.
Almost even better is a surprise, as any-day romantic gesture!
Since the two of you have already invested time and effort into the date, get to know him as a person and make the time together a pleasant one. It's a special date My good friend set me up on a date In an excited tone she asked If I was available the day next For a very important date Laughingly I told her I was The date was fixed. For one it's a double date Not a single date I was used to going For last several months A first arranged date for me Reassuring my friend It's merely a date Nothing promising Might emerge from this Instead let's just enjoy The hours to be spent together Getting to know a stranger some Yet in my own mind I couldn't resist but think Will this just be another date Could there a possibility Of something more?
A Red, Red Rose — 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.
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.
By William Butler Yeats (1865 – 1935) WHEN you are old and gray 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.
Though thou loved her as thyself As a self of purer clay; Though her parting dims the day Stealing grace from all alive; Heartily know When half-gods go The gods arrive.