Romance Rhymes

Poetry by me: First Love, Magic, Farewell Sweet Prince, Afterglow of Love, Love Intermission	First Love audio Will there ever be another Like the one and only first? The innocence, the purity True love, the best, the worst. The luxury of memories Perfection, barring none Nothing else compares to it The first, the special one. Less baggage weighing on the souls, More room for lust so sweet Treasure chests of platinum Combine with passion's heat. Electric hands, magnetic cells Sparks above, below Wild energies, young auras meld, Waves rise while rivers flow. Can there ever be another Like your one and only first? The innocence, the purity True love, the best, the worst. Farewell Sweet Prince audio To the King of Worldly Users, My sweet Prince of all Abusers, Your kingdom has just decreased by my one. Where you once claimed your success In a reign of heartlessness Your Supreme Ruler days, by now, are all but gone. Don't tease me, tempt me, try me anymore. I cannot bear it; I won't open up my door. It shall not matter if you plead on your knees and cry Since I prefer to love, not pretend to live a lie. Farewell, oh handsome King, Who always made my soft heart sing And filled my days and nights with mad desire. You said our spirits danced In a bliss of sweet romance How blind I was to not see you're a liar. Too bad you still intoxicate me There's naught, Sir, I can do But try to shut the magic off In life devoid of you. Don't tease me, tempt me, try me anymore. I cannot bear it; I won't open up my door. It will not matter if you plead on your knees and cry Since I prefer to love, not pretend to live a lie.	Magic audio I couldn't stay in bed The magic's trapped inside my head It beats its rhythm on my soul Sweet fulfillment as its goal. It's with a star to light the way in any darkness, night, or day. With dawn's sun to warm the heart, It's us, the moment that we start. Intense, immense, Dances in the clouds; Feasts of treats, Salacious gluttony abounds. So, I couldn't stay in bed The magic's trapped inside my head It beats its rhythm on my soul Sweet fulfillment as its goal. Afterglow of Love audio Just before I wake I feel warmth upon my face of the sun streaming in from above. I lay there dreaming of your embrace, basking in the afterglow of love. Sweet aroma of our special mingled scents fills the morning air like it's the present tense. Delicious tastes of you linger on my lips, still sense the feel of you upon my fingertips. The warm sensation when you whisper in my ear, tender strength of your arms when you pull me near. Loving touch of your hands when you hold me, oh so tight. Your body's caring circle envelopes me through the night. My eyes open slowly, reality returns. The crash took you forever. My heart begins to burn. But, just before I wake I feel warmth upon my face of the sun streaming in from above. I lay there still dreaming of your embrace, basking in the afterglow of love.
Words, like love, are magical. Sometimes a poem comes from that space of love and fun - Simple, rhythmic fun. :) You may have fantasized about your first love. How many people have reunited only to discover their fantasies outshone the reality? Farewell Sweet Prince, In this tongue-in-cheek, dump-a-guy rhyme, the artfully chosen words adeptly stroke the dumpee both ways. It was time to write a bittersweet rhyme. Afterglow of Love is a celebration of joyous love. Note: Poetry skimmers often miss the depth of the story.