If your wife loves the classic style of romance, some adorable love poems for wife are all you may need to make your beloved feel all loved and ecstatic. While some men express love through gifts and sweet gestures, saying your feelings in words is a vintage style. Moreover, writing notes, letters, or sharing love quotes is a definite way to grasp your partner’s attention. But, if you want to make your wifey feel on top of the world, then put some lovely words into a poem, share with her, and see the magic unwind. While writing poems might not be easy, you may also use some well-written ones by famous pets worldwide. Keep reading as we share some of the unique, beautiful, and romantic poems for your wife that would bring a smile to her face.
Famous Love Poems For Wives
Below are a few poems written by famous poets over the centuries. Feel free to use them to impress your wife.
1. Wild Nights – Wild Nights
Wild nights – Wild nights! Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a Heart in port – Done with the Compass – Done with the Chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah – the Sea! Might I but moor – tonight – In thee! – Emily Dickinson
2. A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in june; O my Luve is like the melodie That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry. Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only luve! And fare thee weel a while! And I will come again, my luve, Tho’ it were ten thousand miles. – Robert Burns
3. Love Is
Love is feeling cold in the back of vans Love is a fan club with only two fans Love is walking holding paint-stained hands Love is Love is fish and chips on winter nights Love is blankets full of strange delights Love is when you don’t put out the light Love is Love is the presents in Christmas shops Love is when you’re feeling top of the Pops Love is what happens when the music stops Love is Love is white panties lying all forlorn Love is a pink nightdress still slightly warm Love is when you have to leave at dawn Love is Love is you and love is me Love is a prison and love is free Love’s what’s there when you’re away from me Love is… – Adrian Henri
4. Another Valentine
Today we are obliged to be romantic And think of yet another Valentine. We know the rules, and we are both pedantic: Today’s the day we have to be romantic. Our love is old and sure, not new and frantic. You know I’m yours, and I know you are mine. And saying that has made me feel romantic, My dearest love, my darling valentine. – Wendy Cope
5. Bright Star
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores, Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors– No–yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever–or else swoon to death. – John Keats
6. How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right; I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God chose, I shall but love thee better after death. – Elizabeth Barret Browning
7. A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That’s all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my mouth, I look at you, and I sigh. – W.B. Yeats
8. We Are Made One With What We Touch And See
And we two lovers shall not sit afar, Critics of nature, but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be Part of the mighty universal whole, And though all Aeons mix And mingle with the Kosmic soul! We shall be notes in the great symphony Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, And all the live world’s throbbing heart shall be One without heart, the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, The universe itself shall be our immortality! – Oscar Wilde
9. Valentine
The things about you I appreciate May seem indelicate: I’d like to find you in the shower And chase the soap for half an hour. I’d like to have you in my power And see your eyes dilate. I’d like to have your back to scour And other parts to lubricate. Sometimes I feel it is my fate To chase you screaming up a tower Or make you cower By asking you to differentiate Nietzsche from Schopenhauer. I’d like to successfully guess your weight And win you at a féte. I’d like to offer you a flower. – John Fuller
Sweet Love Poems For Wife
Be it your anniversary or her birthday, pick up a love poem, write it on a card, and slip it in your wife’s purse. She will blush and treasure it forever.
10. To The One I Love
To the one I love, the one I adore, My only goal in life, the one I live for – Though we might fight more than we get along, I hope our relationship will never go wrong. I love to be with you, I love you around; I’m so glad I’m the one you found. Though you may not see what you mean to me, My love for you will always be. I know you love me and I know you care; That’s why I treasure the love we share. I want you to know I’m here for you, Whatever it is I’ll help you through. To the one I love, the one I adore, My love grows every day more and more.
11. Love Song
Beloved, I have to adore the earth: The wind must have heard your voice once. It echoes and sings like you. The soil must have tasted you once. It is laden with your scent. The trees honor you in gold and blush when you pass. I know why the north country is frozen. It has been trying to preserve your memory. I know why the desert burns with fever. It was wept too long without you. On hands and knees, the ocean begs up the beach, and falls at your feet. I have to adore the mirror of the earth. You have taught her well how to be beautiful. – Henry Dumas
12. Fate
Two shall be born the whole world wide apart, And speak in different tongues, and pay their debts In different kinds of coin; and give no heed Each to the other’s being. And know not That each might suit the other to a T, If they were but correctly introduced. And these, unconsciously, shall bend their steps, Escaping Spaniards and defying war, Unerringly toward the same trysting-place, Albeit they know it not. Until at last They enter the same door, and suddenly They meet. And ere they’ve seen each other’s face They fall into each other’s arms, upon The Broadway cable car – and this is Fate! – Carolyn Wells
13. Let Us Be True
Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night. – Matthew Arnold
14. Love Song
There is a strong wall about me to protect me: It is built of the words you have said to me. There are swords about me to keep me safe: They are the kisses of your lips. Before me goes a shield to guard me from harm: It is the shadow of your arms between me and danger. All the wishes of my mind know your name, And the white desires of my heart They are acquainted with you. The cry of my body for completeness, That is a cry to you. My blood beats out your name to me, unceasing, pitiless Your name, your name. – Mary Carolyn Davies
15. To You
I love you as a sheriff searches for a walnut That will solve a murder case unsolved for years Because the murderer left it in the snow beside a window Through which he saw her head, connecting with Her shoulders by a neck, and laid a red Roof in her heart. For this we live a thousand years; For this we love, and we live because we love, we are not Inside a bottle, thank goodness! I love you as a Kid searches for a goat; I am crazier than shirttails In the wind, when you’re near, a wind that blows from The big blue sea, so shiny so deep and so unlike us; I think I am bicycling across an Africa of green and white fields Always, to be near you, even in my heart When I’m awake, which swims, and also I believe that you Are trustworthy as the sidewalk which leads me to The place where I again think of you, a new Harmony of thoughts! I love you as the sunlight leads the prow Of a ship which sails From Hartford to Miami, and I love you Best at dawn, when even before I am awake the sun Receives me in the questions which you always pose. – Kenneth Koch
16. Monna Innominata (I loved you first)
I loved you first: but afterwards your love Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove. Which owes the other most? My love was long, And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong; I loved and guessed at you, you construed me And loved me for what might or might not be – Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong. For verily love knows not ‘mine’ or ‘thine;’ With separate ‘I’ and ‘thou’ free love has done, For one is both and both are one in love: Rich love knows nought of ‘thine that is not mine;’ Both have the strength and both the length thereof, Both of us, of the love which makes us one. – Christina Rossetti
17. Whenever I Am Away From You
Whenever I am away from you, The distance between us A burdensome thing, I always think of you in colors, The smell of coffee as you so Proudly make it for me, The perfect sunlight spilling in through the window. I miss you even when you are beside me. I dream of your body even when you are sleeping in my arms. The words I love you could never be enough. I suppose we’ll have to invent new ones. – Christopher Poindexter
18. With The Thought Of You
I would sleep with the thought of you, With the silhouette of a single memory, With the scent left hours after you’ve touched me. I would lose myself in the folds of your dress, The fabric of the shirt you wore When you fell asleep leaned against my shoulder. Paint me in the soft focus fog of your tenderness, Pull me from myself. – Tyler Knott Gregson
19. Love Song for Lucinda
Love Is a ripe plum Growing on a purple tree. Taste it once And the spell of its enchantment Will never let you be. Love Is a bright star Glowing in far Southern skies. Look too hard And it’s burning flame Will always hurt your eyes. Love Is a high mountain Stark in a windy sky. If you Would never lose your breath Do not climb too high. – Langston Hughes
20. I Love You For What You Are
I love you for what you are, But I love you yet more for what you are going to be. I love you not so much for your realities as for your ideals. I pray for your desires that they may be great, Rather than for your satisfactions, which may be so hazardously little. A satisfied flower is one whose petals are about to fall. The most beautiful rose is one hardly more than a bud Wherein the pangs and ecstasies of desire are working for a larger and finer growth. Not always shall you be what you are now. You are going forward toward something great. I am on the way with you and therefore I love you. Carl Sandberg
21. Habitation
Marriage is not A house, or even a tent It is before that, and colder: The edge of the forest, the edge of the desert The unpainted stairs At the back, where we squat Outdoors, eating popcorn Where painfully and with wonder At having survived this far We are learning to make fire – Margaret Atwood
