Love Poems About Suggestive or Suggestive Love Poems
by Mike Gentile |
Categories: bird, song, spring,

Songs of a Feather

A robin holds her verdant perch
La primavera song
Now fills the air of nature’s church
As I stroll along

I stop to try and catch a glimpse
To witness her refrain
Beheld in beauty lush and green
So sweetly does she reign

Her heartfelt chorus carries me
It is suggestive of
What I would call, this morning
A feathered song of love

by Janis Medders Tobechi |
Categories: culture, love, lust, passion,

Extemporaneous Love

Extemporaneous Love

Like a fire 
contained in a crate
extemporaneous love
burning wildly
outside compassionate law

fiery eyed suave, furtive glance
soft, quick stroke at the back of the neck
and a long voluptuous wish

electric current charging
the eros energy of
thought undone dares
elicit naughtiness

beginning with a friendly touch
the words “hello”
suggestive smile
yes, so
suggestive


11/14/17

by Brian Strand |
Categories: art, people, , memorial,

Art Ekphrasis 3-Klimt and Chagall-Recited

CHAGALL EKPHRASIS
A fantasist,alive upon canvas,surreal
and yet..so very real his love-for her-
not concealed.There..floating for all
to see..childlike, innocence his lady
in white,for us to wonder..and delight

Inspired by Chagall’s ‘Lady in White’
 
KLIMT EKPHRASIS
A kiss,Klimt’s symbol of love nouveau,
suggestive rather than descriptive,yet
of time immemorial.Love upon a cloud
of gold,lost in that moment where time
does not exist.One with the other,alone
and yet..desire..and need in love’s power
then to exist.

Inspired by Klimt’s ‘The Kiss’

Listen to me recite these ekphrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro


by Rick Berry |
Categories: love, passion, romance

The Small of a Womans Back

The small of a womans back
Sacred ground, desire
It beckons, quietly inviting

Waiting to be caressed
Waiting to be touched
Waiting to be claimed

Unmistakably feminine
Uniquely landscaped
Female curves, danger

Feel the touch of my hands
Strong, firm, suggestive
Soft, tender, comforting

The small of a womans back
Waiting to be caressed
By the hands of her lover 

~Rick Berry

by Nick Faber |
Categories: fantasy, love, passion, romance

Sweet Hints

Devilish smile intriguing
Suggestive mood hints desire
perfume wildly provoking
humming profound moans

by Marti Sutherland |
Categories: emotions,

The Color of Love and Death

Crimson was the blush, coloring my heated cheeks when tempted by the suggestive words he speaks A crimson bouquet of budded roses I carried on the day we said our vows; the day we married. In a pool of crimson blood I awaited my death, calling his name until I gasped for my last breath. 7/25/2016 Crimson Contest-Royal Ninja

by Lebo Bopalamo |
Categories: jealousy, love,

Our Names Across the Sky

If they could sense your heartbeat 
They would frame it  
in the annuls of their minds 
And they would tap and hum to it 
In complete reverence  
of a lifetime rhyme   

If they knew what to wish for 
They would forsake the grief held in gory 
       lore 
Dress in suggestive clothes,  
make one wish for 
       more 
And write poems, songs  
and charming metaphors   

If they could see me with you 
They would bow and plead 
To fathom a sign they could too 
Someday  
have a love to keep

by Don Johnson |
Categories: adventure,

Yesterday I'Ve Known

peals the bell of sweetest sweet romance,
Where Mystic Rose begins to memorise the dance,
where love was sweetest ever known,
where passion was mesmerised and overthrown,
by the mystic wielder of the lance,
suggestive in its very overtone...

Don

by Moha Lakers |
Categories: sorry, trust, truth,

Loving You Still

Seeing you have not come with me, nor spent 
This day's suggestive beauty as we ought, 
I have gone forth alone and been content 
To make you mistress only of my thought. 
And I have blessed the fate that was so kind 
In my life's agitations to include 
This moment's refuge where my sense can find 
Refreshment, and my soul beatitude. 
Oh, be my gentle love a little while! 
Walk with me sometimes. Let me see you smile. 
Watching some night under the winter sky, 
Before the charge, or on the bed of pain, 
These blessed memories shall revive and deep inside I will not stop  cherishing the sweet memories. ..

by Brian Strand |
Categories: art, tribute,

Symbols of Love

A kiss
     symbol of love 
nouveau

    suggestive  descriptive,
of time 
          immemorial.

love 
            upon a cloud
of gold
      lost in that moment 
       where
 time
      does not exist

One with the other
alone
and yet 
       desire &need
 in      love’s 
power

    to exist
caress
   & cuddle

this 
     drama of
love
      gilded
mosaics
    silver
pictured ceilings 
    wall friezes 
      erotica 
            on show

by Sydney Banks |
Categories: absence, confusion, journey, daffodils,

Lost and Found

Dusk, 
Say goodbye to the place you love
Shadows intrepid, 
A shallow 
Grave of desire
A wooded embouchure, a tightening grip
A melody, 
Resounded, it's reverberation rejected
Of sounds, 
Echoing,
Through your negotiations
A breeze, through the laughing bluebells of spring
Extracting the numbness of vanity fiends
Yellow indoctrination of the 
Daffodils sway
Suggestive and playful.
You penetrate realisation,
Knowing you can never return
By chance, 
You may find yourself again!

by Brian Strand |
Categories: art,

Klimt a Tribute

michelangelo 
of
 Art Nouveau
he painted 
friezes 
very slow
& thus
 erotica 
came on show
a kiss
  a
 symbol
 of 
  love nouveau
suggestive 
yet
of time 
&
immemorial

love upon 
a cloud
of gold
lost in 
 moment 
where time
does not 
exist

One 
with the other
alone
& yet..
  desire..
and need 
together
then
 exist

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: appreciation, fun, love, sweet, words,

Flirtatious

no harm done
words rolling off the tongue
mellow and melodious
luscious and lingering
seductive and suggestive
feelings hushed yet heightened

a dainty dilemma decidedly delicious
delightfully divine



AP: Honorable Mention 2023, Honorable Mention 2023

Posted on March 11, 2023

by Stephen Parker |
Categories: love

Residual Love

Lingering glance more than circumstance,
Endearing gesture not mere chance.
Corresponding smile engenders romance;
Suggestive movements invite dalliance.
 
An enticing scent that permeates,
An enchanting voice that resonates,
An alluring personality that levitates,
A tender feeling that stimulates.

by Angeletta Jackson |
Categories: adventure, art, black african american, inspirational, life, love, nostalgia, passion, body, love,

The Union

I am in a relationship
This guy is love to my eyes
thighs, mind, soul and my whole
internal and external being
my heart feels exuberant
when I catch him in my arms
and I hold him there
like in my heart
Baby the vibe you're givin' is 
extrinsic
risque
suggestive
sexy
Why not let me- let you- cultivate love within me
Pay attention to my body as it croons
in this melodic reverberation
mysterious to man
lets slaughter misconceptions with our
love innovations 
of what a relationship is suppose to be
is what your body says to me
as we hold each other tight
I am in a relationship
and I am in love...

by Brian Strand |
Categories: poetry,

Flirtation a Freed Verse

FLIRTATION
a  pretext
for
the  glamorous
renaissance
across
the  core
of romantic love
swathed in
the symbolic
changing
&swaggering
in a suggestive
state
emblematic
of the
 vanity
so so
essential
&
appropriate
to the occasion

 beauty-obsessed
assessed
 & filtered
adolescence
so
superficially
beautiful
looking fo
 a glimpse
of the
reassurance
&
 the spectacular
 in profile
to be paraded
in an
appearance
so soft
 gentle
&soothing
 aspiring towards
 desire
& promise
 covered with
 ornamental
 displays
  of perfection
a
 focus on
&  aimed at
the  observer
at  will

by David Kavanagh |
Categories: allusion, mental illness, moving on,

Suggestive Thinking

Take a deep breath relax
I’ll loosen your straps 
Feel the warmth of love 
Shining high above 

Yes, that’s a nice big smile 
It will be ok in a while 
Try laughing now and then 
Face the truth again 

Crack a joke, make peace 
Such a great release 
Pen someone a nice poem 
you’ll feel right at home 

Ignore them long shadows 
It’s ok to be shallow 
Your not eight foot three 
It’s only imaginary 

Come back down to earth 
Forget lies you spread 
I click my fingers, awake!
No more need to fake

By 
David Kavanagh

by Courtney Dyer |
Categories: loss, nostalgia, passion, me, me,

Death of An Era

Sadie Thompson where have you gone?
Too many Matrix's in my mind
Sadie McKee and Our Dancing Daughters
Our Blushing Brides have left me

Suggestive romance has forsaken me for
poignant lust is present now
He has stolen my love by the Gaslight
We have been bamboozled by the women and hunted by the men

The new one has blackened me by the razors edge of the screen
I confess my distrust of thee
For my very thrust has forsaken all others
Susan and God, when summers die, there is no more for the innocent eye


The Time has passed ,remember the night
the lady's eve has given me fright
Norman Bates double edged true
the shining hour has stolen you
Subtleness is gone!

by Verlecia Fields |
Categories: anniversary, black african american, devotion, husband, lost love, love, wife,

"paradise of Love "

PARADISE of LOVE

eyes of deepest  black
lips of  honey brown
hands on my shy back~

lips that touch with deepest thoughts
eyes that are willing to see only one~ 

tips of lustful fingers tips  that 
reach to please
skin that wants to begs me~

our private 
erotic suggestive 
sexual moment ~

slow madness
quickly burns between  
you and me 

mangled together
with hearts entwined ~

aka:lyricvixen

by Marissa Faries |
Categories: crush, lust, passion, sensual, sexy,

Object of My Affection

I have always been prone to such suggestive thoughts,
I have always listened to songs of love and seduction.

Never before have I encountered someone as suit as you.
Never has there been someone, who makes me want it all and more.

You love me as I am, as well as love me for everything I can be.
You are the object of my affection, the subject of all my fantasies…

by Brian Strand |
Categories: art,

STYLISTA kirchner klimt modi

kitsch
              crowded
              streets
fast
flowing
         feathers
              
pointed
feet
         jagged

              distinctive

          yet    unique
something 
so inexpressible
a chord 
so vivid from an uncontrolled 
inner drive
beyond  memory
the unstated 
 distilling the hidden 
an essence 
of  yesterday’s
 buried in today
a symbol
 of
  love 
suggestive
yet
of time
immemorial

lost in
a moment
where time
does not
exist

One
with the other
alone
& yet..
  desire..
and need
together
 exist
contemplating
 a suave
astonishing
pastiche
  before
&
despite
either
in
   an
austere
 feeling
of
fine
beauty