+10Darling, the path of our love has been very smooth.
Because in my heart you lit a fuse.
My soul never sings the blues.
A flame of love that always burns.
A wheel of passion that always turns.
A bird of romance that always flies.
A garden of happiness that never dies.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
0Always impeccably dressed.
A song his smooth voice could caress.
A smooth singer from days of old.
The golden voiced Nat King Cole.
When he sang, the ladies swooned.
The stars seemed to shine brighter when he crooned.
A voice so soothing.
Lovers felt as if cloud cruising.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+2Half moon,
Brilliant stars,
The air is brisk.
Sweetheart’s warm kiss.
A horse neighs.
Two lovers in the hay.
The coming of fall.
Cool love calls.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+6Darling, remember how you kept tapping your feet.
How you could hardly sit still in your seat.
Looking at Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire sing and dance.
Ah, the days of glamour and sweet romance.
Watching Fred and Ginger glide across the stage.
Turner Classic Movies will always be the rage.
When you saw Fred and Ginger, you would lose worry and care.
Because when they danced, you could feel magic in the air.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+2Remember darling, our exciting date.
You and I cruising the highway.
In my sky blue Camaro Z28.
So in love without a care.
The wind blowing through your lovely hair.
Riding down the highway so wild and free.
Your soft hand upon my knee.
Feeling your body heat as you moved closer.
As your head lay upon my shoulder.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+4The stars shone bright tonight.
One star shone brighter than the rest.
That star reminded me of you darling.
The brightest star in my life.
One star stood apart from the rest.
One star made my heart pound like a jackhammer.
One star excited my soul.
Giving me tingles from my head to toes.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+13Remember darling,
Walking hand in hand.
Through the gates of Graceland.
Remember when we sat in Elvis’ pink jeep.
Your hug felt so sweet.
Remember how sad you felt.
When you saw Elvis’ grave.
You seemed to feel his spirit.
A heartfelt moment to keep and save.
There was magic and Blue Hawaii.
All that day for us.
Elvis Presley Blvd and Graceland.
Ultimate bliss for his greatest fans.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
