Romance Poems Quotes

Helplessly
I am consumed
Into the darkness of your soul
Wanton eyes lured me
Dangerously to your abyss
Where I needed to lose myself
Just to find your world
Helplessly
I am consumed
- Into the Darkness - ~ Mystqx Skye

The pouring rain was over in a short while, and, as it usually happens in summer after the storm, the air filled up with the intoxicating freshness of ozone and inebriant fragrance of the evening violets blooming along the road. ~ Sahara Sanders

Beloved,
my ears listen for you,
my lips thirst for you,
my eyes search for you,
and darkness brings light,
but light brings truth
to be fed by your sight.
And when the winds of Persia blew,
for a moment in time,
something awakened in my fertile mind;
an awareness boldly standing in
my view, that my heart has always,
and only, bled for you. ~ V.S. Atbay

I travel, always arriving in the same place. ~ Dejan Stojanovic

Does it get any better than sleeping next to you on a cold rainy night? Watching myself in your eyes and the way I shine in there. Hearing the drizzle and getting weaker every time the breeze touches our bare skin. Every time you smile, these little butterflies with their wings on fire, flies inside my heart and I constantly fail to cage these feelings in mere words. All I need at that moment is you inside my arms. And to stay a prisoner inside your eyes, for an eternity. ~ Akshay Vasu

Power contains secrets...Secrets contain knowledge...Knowledge contains power. ~ Susan Waterwyk

I remember the way his eyes pinned my body against the backdrop of Paris as if I was some rare butterfly pinned to an exhibit box. ~ Rebecca Paula

The past is important. It is the past that helps make us who we are. ~ Elizabeth Morgan

He was worth waiting for, even when I didn't know he was coming into my life. ~ Cristin Harber

Gannon came from loud, passionate Italian stock that wasn't afraid to smash a plate to make a statement. Paige, on the other hand, systematically choked down any temper and, with frosty efficiency, made him dance like a fucking puppet. ~ Lucy Score

Tori jumped up and shouted, "What? This can't be real! I don't believe this! I can't be stuck here. I have a life, a wonderful career that's really taking off. I just adopted Jett. ~ D.F. Jones

Free your mind, Jowendrhan. A cage is only a cage as long as you believe it is. ~ Poppet

He'd never been shy, but he'd always been a little uncertain around girls. He just couldn't believe they liked him. ~ Robyn Carr

Concern washes over Jess's brown eyes. Followed by the heat of accusation as she spins toward Blake again. "You didn't tell me he had a headache!"
"I didn't know!"
"What kind of nurse are you?"
"The kind who plays hockey! ~ Sarina Bowen

The hairs on the back of her neck tingled and she shivered. She turned toward the door and blinked once. Twice.

The sexiest man she'd ever seen in her life stood in the doorway.

No, stood wasn't a good word, not with the way his presence filled the shop. Dear Lord, was she panting? His broad shoulders were encased in a suit that had t cost more than her rent, but she didn't care about that. His thick chest tapered into a trim waist and strong thighs. Just the thought of those thighs made her clench her own. He had his hands fisted at his sides, and oh God, those hands. Large, thick and they looked so out of place compared to his classy suit. It looked as if he actually used his hands rather than merely sitting behind a desk as his attire suggested, ~ Carrie Ann Ryan

Love is a trick best performed by men. ~ Colin Tegerdine

I'd make a mark on this world and in return, this world would mark me too. I'd clutch on with both hands and enjoy the ride and see what happened in time. Daddy always said it wasn't the destination, but the journey, that's what mattered. My journey was about to begin. Or had it begun already? ~ Abbi Glines

EVERYONE MAKES MISTAKES, EVEN THE PERSONS WE LOVE. ~ Nicholas Sparks

I trust you above all others", he told her. "Above myself". She shook her head, but then leaned into him, as though taking shelter. He drew her close, the crown of her head beneath his cheek. Beyond the hansom's window, New York was an endless rhythm of walls and windows and doors, darkened alleys, flashes of sunlight. he thought, if he could pick a moment to be taken into the flask, a moment to live in endlessly, perhaps he would choose this one: the passing city, and the woman at his side. ~ Helene Wecker

Ah, background checks,' I say. 'The foundation of every beautiful romance. ~ Tana French

Most of the poems I write take 5 minutes, but the words can give a lifetime of relief. Many people that have read my book say it helped them with their grief. ~ Stanley Victor Paskavich

Your fiery spirit excites me, Keirah, like nothing I have ever felt before. Yet I have the overwhelming desire to put you over my knee when you don't do as you are told. ~ Madison Thorne Grey

Even after six years, he was still turned on by the bastard, still desperate to kiss his lips and see how it felt to kiss him into submission, until he saw him as more than a loser geek.
He wanted to taste his tongue, to touch his abs and stroke his cock; do all the things that it was so wrong to want to do to him. Wrong because of Ben, because of his love for Ben,
because he barely knew Jaxton, back then and now.
What the hell was wrong with him? ~ Elaine White

The only good deed I'll be doing tonight is for the angels."
"The angels?"
"Haven't you heard? Every time I make you come, an angel gets his wings."
Brady dropped his smoky gaze to Gage's mouth for a beat. "We really need to leave. Now. ~ Kate Meader

You are my forever Chloe and today is just the beginning of great things to come for us. Without you in my life things would be empty. You honestly make me who I am. I'm a better man because of you ~ T.H. Snyder

It's a small closet."...
"It's a walk-in the size of Rhode Island," he teased...
"Isn't that just like a man to exaggerate the size of something? ~ Avery Flynn

Despite all her efforts to not be one of those historical romance heroines, walking into the marble foyer and seeing the slick hardwood floors beyond, the glittering chandeliers and sconces, she felt like one.
She felt small and alone. And like maybe her dad lost her in a poker game. ~ Molly O'Keefe

If we're all aggressive, obedient solders [sic], who's going to write the poems and play the blues and go on anti-war protest marches? ~ Ken Follett

I have nothing against romance. I believe that we must hold on to the right to dream and to be romantic. But an Indian village is not something that I would romanticize that easily. ~ Arundhati Roy

A bedroom is not necessary for me to demonstrate my womanliness! ~ Sidney St. James

Outline of your frame
My paper witness your silhouette
Sipping in coffee
My muse, my Juliet.

Afternoon spent,
In hungry desires
Ending with a kiss
On your coffee lips. ~ Saiber

Unfortunately I never learned
how to touch my truth without breaking it. ~ Angelos Michalopoulos

Once, very long ago, Time fell in love with Fate. This, as you might imagine, proved problematic. Their romance disrupted the flow of time. It tangled the strings of fortune into knots. The stars watched from the heavens nervously, worrying what might occur. What might happen to the days and nights were time to suffer a broken heart? What catastrophes might result if the same fate awaited Fate itself? The stars conspired and separated the two. For a while they breathed easier in the heavens. Time continued to flow as it always had, or perhaps imperceptibly slower. Fate weaved together the paths that were meant to intertwine, though perhaps a string was missed here and there. But eventually, Fate and Time found each other again. In the heavens, the stars sighed, twinkling and fretting. They asked the Moon her advice. The Moon in turn called upon the parliament of owls to decide how best to proceed. The parliament of owls convened to discuss the matter amongst themselves night after night. They argued and debated while the world slept around them, and the world continued to turn, unaware that such important matters were under discussion while it slumbered. The parliament of owls came to the logical conclusion that if the problem was in the combination, one of the elements should be removed. They chose to keep the one they felt more important. The parliament of owls told their decision to the stars and the stars agreed. The Moon did not, but on this night she was dark and cou ~ Erin Morgenstern

I was just thinking of you," she said… ~ Katie Reus

Trent pumped his arm as if he'd just hit the jackpot. "Thank God. If I had to hear about one more incident with that squirrel-shifter, I was going to shoot myself."
"Squirrel-shifter? Are you fucking kidding me?" Jace raised an eyebrow in a look that said, Do I even want to know?
"Some half squirrel, half man has been showing up naked in people's backyards out in the suburbs. Soccer moms tend to be a little alarmed when a nude man nibbling on acorns is perched near their child's window. I'm not sure whether he's a shifter who's unable to hold his animal form for long or just a garden variety nut. ~ Kait Ballenger

I know all too well how Dane Bolton ticks," I began incontrovertibly. "he is bossy and domineering. He is what he is, and I wouldn't change a thing about him. Dane is loyal, honest, fiercely protective, loving and completely dedicated to me. A better man has never walked this earth, and I could not imagine my life without him in it. ~ Keegan Kennedy

I'm not throwing you away! I'm setting you free. ~ Aleatha Romig

She had to know, soon or later, that he was no saint and never would be. He loved her, but if she was going to stay with him, she had to know the worst of him. He wanted honesty between them. ~ Christine Feehan

There's so much to think about when you're becoming an adult, and there's so many great poems about that apprehension and excitement. ~ Caroline Kennedy

Something about her reached me on a deeper level than I had ever experienced and it was frightening. It was exciting. It was dangerous. ~ Sw Andersen

I just can't fathom tweeting, and I'd rather spend my time writing a book than a blog, but I rather grudgingly agreed to a Facebook page. I had a brief, intense romance with Facebook. It's weirdly addictive, but anything that time-sucking is a danger for a writer who writes as slowly as I do. Now I post only occasionally and nothing very confessional. I think I'm carbon dating myself as I speak. ~ Debra Dean

The poems that used to entrance me in the days of Miss Violence now struck me as overdone and sickly. Alas, burthen, thine, cometh, aweary - the archaic language of unrequited love. I was irritated with such words, which rendered the unhappy lovers - I could now see - faintly ridiculous, like poor moping Miss Violence herself. Soft-edged, blurry, soggy, like a bun fallen into the water. Nothing you'd want to touch, ~ Margaret Atwood

It's true I've been hurt a few times after revealing myself. There are people who lie in wait for the vulnerable and pounce as a way to feel powerful. But God forgive them. I'm willing to take the occasional blow to find people I connect with. As long as you're willing to turn the other cheek with the mean ones, vulnerability can get you a wealth of friends. Can you imagine coming to the end of your life, being surrounded by people who loved you, only to realize they never fully knew you? Or having poems you never shared or injustices you said nothing about? Can you imagine realizing, then, it was too late? How can we be loved if we are always in hiding? ~ Donald Miller