Erotic Love Poems

At times when relationships break up it hurts. It is hard to express love at this point of time and sentiments remain deep within the heart and can't be expressed. It is hard to love again. Erotic Love poems deal with this kind of feelings that can easily be expressed.

Erotic love poems help to express the deepest sentiments of love. In broken relationships these erotic love poems come handy.

Ready For Love
By hoot_owl_rn

Take my hand and lead the way;
tell me all you want to say.
Whisper softly in my ear,
all those things I want to hear.
Kiss my lips and touch my skin;
bring out passions deep within.
Pull me close and hold me near;

In the darkness of the night,
be my beacon, shine your light.
In the brightness of the sun,
show me that you are the one.
Give me wings so I can fly;
for I can soar when you're nearby.
Enter my heart, break down the wall,
it's time for me to watch it fall.
I've been a prisoner, can't you see?
Break my chains and set me free.
Strip me of my armor tight;
you'll find I won't put up a fight.
Release my soul held deep within . . .
I'm ready now, let love begin.

Hot Love Romantic Poems

Romantic love poems can also be hot and sexy. Hot romantic Love poems express love and the deepest sentiments in the most cheerful way. Romantic love poems set the finest of feelings afire, and take loving relationships higher on the wings of affection and true emotion. Making use of romantic words, romantic love poems can be expressed for any occasion. Romance, happiness, laughter and joy are expressed in love. So make use of hot romantic love poems to express love in the way you like to express.

A FINE ROMANCE
By Joyce Hemsley

One day, your arms will possess me,
One day, you will ask for my hand,
One day, the ring will be shining,
In the sun as we walk thro' the sand.

One day, romance will caress me,
One day, the church bells will chime,
And we will go cruising together forever
For the love of my dreams will be mine.

Erotic Love Letters

Dreaming of You
By Stephen Blake

I close my eyes and dream of you, Can't sleep the whole night through.
Dreaming of You, dreaming of You. I retire to bed and smell your gown And in a moment I hear your sound.
Dreaming of You, dreaming of You. The sound I hear is that of us talking And then I can see us walking and walking. Dreaming of You, dreaming of You.
I hold your warm body throughout the night And behold your beauty, what a wonderful sight. Dreaming of You, dreaming of You.
I see us praying while holding hands, We're asking the Lord to keep our Love strong. Dreaming of You, dreaming of You."
What a beautiful feeling to Dream of You, I will Dream forever, I will Dream of You.

Passion's Flames
by Jeffrey Carter

A touch, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire
A gasp of sweet surrender
As passion fuels the fire

No words spoken between them
No promises to be kept
No lies being told tonight
No looking back - no regrets

Longing to hold each other
Such precious little time
Both vowed to another
Being lonely their only crime

Tomorrow bringing sorrow
A brief moment of shame
With the memory of this one night
A release from passion's flames

A Fairytale
by Millette Addison

Dreamland awaits you,
Close your eyes,

Imagine you and I,
Close as breath,

Skin upon skin,
Lips touching,

For you taste of Raspberries,
sweetly irresistible,

The fragrance of you,
Takes my breath away,

I am burning inside,
A torch of fire,

Burning fuel of passion,
For you are my desire,

My heart beats with every breath,
You are my destiny,

Your eyes evade me,
deep, dark, mysterious,

I am your slave,
Your love has captured me,

Grab my body,
Pull me close,

Show me your love,
In ways I could only dream.

Wake me I must be dreaming,
This is a fairytale.

Meadow Again
by Daniel James Burt

Moon hangs, almost full
pieces of cloud scatter,
glide in soft, summer breeze.
We lay in our meadow
listening to the sound of night
her head nestled on my arm.

Night air made for kissing
dances upon our skin
chilling wherever is damp.
She stirs, quietly calls,
my name hangs on summer eve
floats about our meadow.

She sighs, moves closer
snuggling in, once again
her breath stirs, awakens.
Hands join in gentle caress
exploration shared and renewed
oh, so smooth and lovely.

We turn, lips meeting
slow, softly, delicate
building quickly to demand.
Crying out, beginning and end
collapsing, breathing ragged
moon hangs, slightly fuller.