+5It’s twilight.
The sun escorts the moon to the night.
The sun sleeps, the wind howls.
My sweetheart smiles.
Autumn chill,
Sweetheart’s warm feel,
Sultry looks,
Heart be still.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+3The moon danced with the stars.
The clouds tangoed with the sky.
My sweetheart and I love danced in the grass.
Passion was sweet and fast.
The wind waltzed with the night.
The mood was just right.
My heart swung with her soul.
Until early light.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+5When I’m with you darling,
I feel like an eagle that forever soars.
I feel like a lion with the loudest roar.
I feel like a King with a throne of gold.
I feel like a stallion that never grows old.
When I touch you,
I feel like the tallest fire.
I feel the passion that grows higher and higher.
The flame that never dies.
A tide of romance that always rise.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+6Ducks swimming in the pond.
I held a star in my arms.
That star darling was you.
On a summer night so new.
Frogs croaking,
Crickets chirping songs of love.
Heavenly body in my arms.
Slowly brewing summer storm.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+2Dark clouds racing across the sky.
True love began to fly.
In a love nest so dry.
The sky has gone from blue to gray.
The sun tried to peek through.
But the only sunshine in the room today,
Was my darling you.
The day turned into a night so crisp and cold.
A million stars dotted the sky.
On my sweetheart and I they did spy.
While the moon seemed shy.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+9God colored the sky blue.
God colored love true.
God colored the grass green.
Darling, God colored true love me and you.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+6Once,
They looked up the meaning of love.
Books and words and pensive eyes.
“An intense feeling of deep affection.”
She looked up,
A quick glance at her beloved.
Handsome golden,
A baby brown stare.
A dumb grin, dimpled cheeks.
Thinks,
“How could I love you more?”
This one, another.
Quiet in a corner.
His mind ponders,
Lost in the wind of her memories.
Grief fills his wet eyes,
A meaningless heart beat.
Another.
Then, a whisper.
“She’s gone.”
They look upon her
Pride in their smiles.
The feeling of achievement,
Faith and belief.
Diligence, another award.
“She’s my daughter.”
He silently sits,
His heartbeat matching the fleecy creature’s,
A soft hand on soft fur.
A whispered cry,
A faint purr.
“Meow.”
Giggles.
Gossip.
A compassionate hug.
A feeling of security,
of belonging and affection.
“I’ll be there for you.”
He,
Tiny and frail,
Hurt and eyes welled up.
But an optimistic smile on his face.
An insightful gaze at his mother.
Belief and faith deep in his eyes.
“She’s here for me.”
He looks upon his kingdom,
His people free and wealthy,
Prosperous and healthy,
A smile brightens his reflective face.
“I’ve won my life’s only race.”
Affection.
Grief.
Sacrifice.
Belief.
Love? 
This poem was written/submitted by Divya Mehta.
