Classic passionate love poems

The shadow of love has never left and has not been erased. The following is a classic love poem I compiled for you. I hope you like it.

Classic passionate love poem 1: I will never leave without you.

I once said

Your appearance

Is a miracle in my life.

You also said that.

My arrival

This is the surprise of your life.

We are so eager for each other.

Can be unique to each other

Very seriously.

We should cherish it.

Anyway; anyway/no matter what/ in any case

Farther ahead

Full of ups and downs and strangeness

Even if it is

Suffer many misfortunes in my life.

Will change everything's expectations

I also want to keep each other in my heart.

by now

I wonder if you still care.

The dribs and drabs that I have experienced.

But I'll still say

In the days to come

If you don't leave

I will never give up.

Classic passion poem 2: for love, I am willing.

For love

If you need the ladder of love.

To extract the true meaning of love

I want to be a towering tree.

Dig the roots deep into the ground.

Hold you high

For love

If you need a magpie bridge.

I'd rather be you.

A pair of flying wings

Let you fly there

A distant silver man

For love

If you need hope,

I hope it's that high ridge.

I want to be weathered into the kingstone on the ridge.

I've been looking forward to you for a thousand years

Waiting for the dawn of love for you for thousands of years

For love

If I'm crazy about you III,

I am willing to be your slave all my life.

May you hold the whip every day.

Keep hitting me gently.

Until my body and soul are separated

Classic passionate love poem 3: acacia red beans

When people are crucified,

Think about the value of red beans.

What did you do at first?

Can't get rid of the power of rope binding

Regeneration ability of fire and red

Can I save you from danger?

Prototype and nobility. Who do you choose?

Red beans are like blood acacia.

Can't keep up with the well-dressed nobles

Do you live on your stomach or stand?

The scale of love is up to you.

Buried deep is not necessarily bad.

But it depends on its purity.

From simple to elegant

You are not an inferior seed.

You put the deep sigh of the poet Wang Wei

Unabashedly implanted

In the red acacia tree

You are willing to be the acacia seed of love.

Bury red acacia

Even if it is lost.

Will also be seen by eagle eyes.

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