Both an old Love and a new Love live in a lover’s heart. Whose voice is the loudest?
Love and passion turns a lover into a pool of desire.
A woman sees another woman on the tram, who might be her, but for Love.
I love you fully… but will I feel the same if my first love comes back?
Love makes a work of Art of all that surrounds two lovers.
With so much exquisite beauty around me, how do I grieve love so deeply?
An elegy for the self, from one who found joy in sorrow.
A poet’s address to Sappho in her passion.
Sunshine draws a Love away from calm, making it impossible to return
Sometimes love is so sweet and fleeting that it can only be considered a dream.
A lover keeps his love secret from his beloved.
A lover seeks to immortalise his love, while nature tells him it cannot last.
On the sensual beauty of a lover’s voluminous hair…
Love fills the room, and leaves by the windswept door.
The exquisite joy of watching a loved one recline upon one’s bed.
A lover looks at his Beloved as she takes her afternoon nap.
The moon brings a memory of passion’s kiss.
Show me your love fully, or not at all.
When she expected her Love to arrive with fanfare, he stole in as her best friend.
The most famous of all love sonnets, a romantic poem celebrating the all-encompassing passion of true love.
A lover wages battle with herself as she tries to forget her desire.
A lover cannot confess her feelings in this life, or after.
A farewell at a train station brings not tears, but deep love.
In the tumult of the world, an affirmation that Love is enough.
Night separates lovers, but Love flies the distance between them.
A silent love runs so deep that others cannot know it.
A contemplation on what remains when Love is gone.
A celebration of the sensuality of free, passionate love.
Love brings both tenderness and sorrow to a lover who sees it everywhere.
I long to see your eyes, and yet you are so far away…
A love sonnet about betrayal, and yet how we cannot still help but love.
How a love expected to pass through quickly, lingers all the days…
A lover craves the peace of the forest to listen to the loudness of his memories.
At first fleeing from pain, I learn to embrace it, and transform.
When Love has so debased me, what will I say when faced with it?
At the end of love, a lover notices his partner’s distraction.
Bertha is moved by the passions of the evening, and her special friendship with Miss Fulton… until truth blooms
Two lovers explore passion in the exchange of cherries.
Desire flows and swirls around two lovers in a passionate embrace.
Time is too short! Come to the arms of your beloved.
Tristram’s sensual explosion of longing for the absent Isolt.
Heartbreak and loss is brought in the form of a speaking raven.
Is the sadness of heartbreak greater because one loved all the more?
A lover is haunted by her old Love’s presence, which walks ever beside her.
A lonely life without Love… and yet how warm!
A lover brings lilies, and yet they do not bring back the love.
Two lovers, separated by distance, count the moments til they may be together again. But what if the clock stops?
A separated lover hears her lover’s Love, and returns it over the gulf between them.
When two lovers love, a world of deep beauty is birthed on the horizon.
Two lovers unite in secret by the beach at night time.
True Love makes a good woman better, while a lesser love burns a house to the ground.
Love has killed everything… but a kiss will stir new poison in the veins.
A lover is gripped with passion which possesses them day and night.
On losing joy at the loss of a great soul love…
A lover hears things spoken of her beloved which she knows are untrue.
A woman finds passion for her husband when he comes home from hunting.
A woman has the vision of her lover’s new Love and must learn to release her pain.
An abandoned lover feels the bitterness of lost love.
My love, can you not see me as something real? A soul, whose heart beats for you?
A vine of love is nurtured, then destroyed by its owner.
How to comfort a beloved, when the love she feels is gone?
A poem that sings with the despair of unrequited love.
A poem of passionate, enduring love, from the French of Alphonse de Lamartine.
A lover contents themselves with a love, any love, over no love at all.
A man is distracted with love when the woman he loves opens the gate to her heart.
Do dreams last forever? Or are they even more fragile than reality?
A lover looks to the heavens and feels her loss in the night sky.
Although we cannot physically be together, your love is Enough.
A great love occurs by the sea, and to the sea this great love must go.