Can you all help me find some great love poems?

Question

I am trying to put together a folder of great love poetry for a birthday present for the love of my life. I have included many I have wrote myself over the years, but wanted to break it up with some others, I have found some in the many books of poetry I own. So if you know of a really soppy poem that touches your hearts, please share it with me. Thank you.

Answer 1

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date."

- William Shakespeare

Answer 2

UPON JULIA'S CLOTHES.

by Robert Herrick

WHENAS in silks my Julia goes,

Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows

That liquefaction of her clothes.

Next, when I cast mine eyes and see

That brave vibration each way free ;

O how that glittering taketh me !

Many popular songs are wonderful lyric poems: "Crazy on You" by Heart, "Call Me," by Blondie, "Do You Want to Touch" by Joan Jett, "Let's Get Physical," by Olivia Newton John,

"I Saw Her Standing There," by the Beatles, and then there are the jazz standards like "Fever" and "Let's Fall In Love" by

Cole Porter.

And one of my own:

                                                                  The Holyday

                                                            Gawaine Caldwater Ross

Through the rays of holy light

I ambled in the forest green,

Filtering through the morning mist

The sound of distant water falling.

Deer leapt off across the ferns,

Cedar trees some ten feet thick

Lay across steep wet ravines.

I was treading on the sacred ground

Of Eartha and her swelling mounds:

Oh She was fully sexed that day.

In my mind I walked with Embla

The very first woman, born of an elm,

And I was Ask, the mighty ash

Thick and tall and proud and strong.

We stepped across the Rainbow Bridge

And found a soft place in the grass

For rooting in the summer sun.

She was human, and yet more,

Someone to love, and to adore.

No open space beneath a dome

Of church or mosque or synagogue

Can ever claim to be as pure

As the mountain sky so high and blue

We inhaled as we drifted through

The heartscape of our lives entwining.