ode to a hopeless romantic

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cafe terrace at night, dear awkward black girl, hopeless romantic, in a sentimental mood, starry night

sweeter than the sound of mandolins on starry nights
timeless as the beauty of the starry night

o’ brown skin wit’ the radiance of starry nights
meet me at the café terrace at night

i’ll be the brother to the night
cool as moonlight

if you believe in three ninety eight point two like i do
we can romance in france
roam the streets of rome
or time travel earth to earth ’til we greet the dawn of a new day

or maybe we can hop in the van and go
somewhere over the rainbow
no baggage, no phones
just you and i neath the beauty of the sky
inhibitions runnin’ wild like lucy in the sky for a few days

-Stevie #dearawkwardblackgirl / #inasentimentalmood #poem • ode to a hopeless romantic

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Love Fiercely

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24 hours to love, hopeless romantic, love fiercely

Love Fiercely!

Breathe deep and do more of what makes you happy while you can.

Book The Flight!

Dance in the rain and write your name in the sand.

Stay close to people who feel like sunlight,

Give this world good energy,

And Shine your light on the world.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,

Give people their flowers while they’re here,

And Spread love like it’s your last day in this world.

I mean, if you had 24 hours to love,

What would you say? What would you do?

The perfect time never arrives,

Don’t wait to compliment her eyes,

Don’t hesitate to tell her she is beautiful.

If you love that woman,

You better send her flowers with notecards that read Just Because – just because!

If you know she’d be missed immensely,

You better not wait until she’s gone to appreciate all that she was.

 

If time was running out,

Would you personify Sade’s I Couldn’t Love You More?

If I told you you are a Beautiful Surprise,

Would you leave me like Meshell Ndegeocello – Outside Your Door?

When I remind you:

Such pretty hair

And whisper so beautiful in your ear,

Am I wrong to think Forever My Lady?

How do you suppose I have a type when you are the prototype, sweet lady?

Would hear my love language in my silence?

Would you see the smile in my heart speaks of I think I’m in love again?

If ever I should get a little shy,

Shall I serenade thee with a little If I Should Ever Fall In Love Again?

And should emotions make you cry sometimes,

May you tell me When Will I See Your Smile Again?

 

When I wish that you were mine,

Shall I summon thee with A Ribbon In The Sky or My Cherie Amour?

If time is like a clock in my heart,

Would you Show Me Love like Alicia and Miguel sang, when I walk through the door?

If I told you I love you in place where there’s no space or time,

Would ye sideways, upside down, ceiling or the ground,

Each hour – each second – each minute – each day?

When I text you should be here,

Would reply smiling face with 3 hearts, on the way?

I mean, how could you tell me leave when you mean stay,

When those pretty brown eyes say you’ve already played with the idea of me being here,

Although it’s getting late

And your smile is beaming of woke up this morning – (is it the way) on replay?

 

–@StevieStreets #hopelessromantic Love Fiercely (Everything I Never Told You revisited)

 

The Poet, The Muse, and The Poems

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hopeless romantic, muse, petrarch, poems, poet, romeo & juliet, shakespeare, the balcony scene

For the same reason that sonnets were written about Laura;
like the balcony scene in Romeo & Juliet,
like the sweet sound of songbirds in duet,
I became a hopeless romantic the moment I saw her.

–@StevieStreets | Love, Love, Love (the poet, the muse, and the poems) abridged

Calla Lilies

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afro bloomin', calla lily, hopeless romantic, invocations, no bed of roses, red lemons, wcw

lovely as a calla lily…
magnificent and beautiful,
sophisticated and powerful;
she bloomed mystically.

sweeter than a red lemon…
radiant as a yellow calla lily,
iconic as an afro bloomin’, sisterlocks, or 9-ether versatility;
the black woman blooms a little brighter than most women.

–@StevieStreets #wcw / #nobedofroses #poem | Calla Lilies: Invocation to the Muse revisited

Starry Night

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Sweeter than the sound of mandolins on starry nights

Timeless as the beauty of the Starry Night

 

Oh star eyes,

Let me stargaze at the magic in your eyes tonight

Meet by the Café Terrace at Night

 

Maybe we can go on an art stroll or finger paint by candlelight

Let my fingers trace your outline

Let your hands fade into my hands,

I don’t want to know your hand from mine

Let me marvel at that Black Girl Magic neath the moonlight

 

I wanna serenade you with poems like:

“She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that’s best of dark and bright” 1

 

“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.” 2

 

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where…” 3

 

“I carry your heart with me (I carry it my heart)

I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear…)” 4

 

“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” 5

Thou art the dawn that draws songbirds,

My Woman Crush Wednesday, everyday

 

Sweeter than the sound of mandolins on starry nights

Timeless as the beauty of the Starry Night

 

Oh Queen of 10,000 moons,

This loves jones got me seeking to be your Brother to the night

 

Come ‘ere,

I wanna shower you with kisses,

Plant a flower in your hair

Is that alright?

 

It’s like I wish upon a star when I smell the coconut oil in your hair

I got a thing for that twist out with the flower near your ear

 

Portraits of you in a yellow sundress with the afro bloomin’ dawn on me

Like honeybees alighting on Sunflowers on sunny days

 

Oh, how I adore your natural hair journey

And ah, that body language has so much to say…

That inner glow is like whoa

Oh, star eyes,

In the darkest hour you tend to brighten the day

 

Picture yellow roses with a message card that reads:

“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may” 6

And I say that to say…

I wanna shower you with flowers just because…

Just because you brighten my day

 

The very thought of you is reminiscent to Nina Simone’s Wild As the Wind on replay

Thank you for the essence of all that is you…

Consider this a memento to immortalize the beauty of your dark skin,

Those star eyes,

And the way you brighten my day

 

–@StevieStreets | from THE HOPELESS ROMANTIC COLLECTION: Starry Night

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1 She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron

2 Sonnet XLIII: How Do I Love Thee? by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

3 Sonnet XVII: One Hundred Love Sonnets by Pablo Neruda

4 I Carry Your Heart With Me (I Carry It In My Heart) by E.E. Cummings

5 Sonnet XVIII: Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day? by William Shakespeare

6 To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time by Robert Herrick

 

🎨: Van Gogh

The Art of Love

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dancing in the rain, emotional walls, hopeless romantic, the balcony scene, uncried tears

I wanna paint art on the walls that you built around your heart.

I can’t promise to erase the hurt,

I can only speak of the love that we can start.

Baby, we can create new memories;

let’s throw the bad memories out.

The world is a canvas, let’s make art.

Maybe we can canvass the world,

hold hands in the park.

I know emotional walls come from a legitimate place;

it’s an easy defense mechanism, when you need to feel safe.

I know your heart needs to heal,

I can give you both time and space

but I’d rather take you dancing in the rain to erase the uncried tears from your face.

Baby, we can create new memories;

let me turn your Heartbreak Hotel into a gallery space.

Let me show you all the magic that an artisan of love could make;

let me remind you that even at your worse you’re great.

I know at times you’re insecure as f***

but you are more than enough

and I adore you nevertheless, 

sweetheart, you are a work of art.

l know you’ve been running from relationships,

putting up walls to protect your heart

but I just wanna run my fingers through your hair,

ease your fear, kiss your forehead, keep you near,

kiss your neck, massage hands, nibble on your ear,

rub your feet, massage your mental,

explore the depths of your heart.

I see the vulnerable wild abandon in your eyes,

I see the capacity for empathy in your face;

I can’t promise to erase the hurt,

I can only speak of the love that we can start.

Baby, we can create new memories;

let’s throw the bad memories out.

The world is a canvas, let’s make art.

Maybe we can canvass the world,

hold hands in the park.

I wanna paint art on the walls that you built around heart.

Let me turn your Heartbreak Hotel into a gallery space.

Let’s go dancing in the rain to erase the uncried tears from your face.

I know emotional walls come from a legitimate place…

But what am I to do, knowing I love you

and you’re out here with uncried tears on your face?

What am I to do, when I’m out here like The Balcony Scene, 

adoring the windows of your soul like The Starry Night?

What am I to do, knowing that the walls that you are building will hide me from your eyes?

What am I to do, knowing that the walls that you have built to keep your heart safe

are the same walls that will put the mask of night upon thine face?

Oh love, sweet love! Wherefore art thou love?

Let’s turn this Heartbreak Hotel into a gallery space.

Let’s throw the bad memories out;

let’s go dancing in the rain to erase the uncried tears from your face.

Oh love, sweet love,

help this hopeless romanctic put the art in your heart once more.

Let me paint art on the walls that you built around your heart, forevermore.

–@StevieStreets #hopelessromantic #poem | The Art of Love

Allure

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alluring, beautiful soul, hopeless romantic, love, relationship goals

Many delight the eye…
yet, few are appealing to the soul.

I just wanna speak the languages of love
and celebrate año tras año with a beautiful soul.

Beauty tends to fade…
yet, inner beauty remains vibrant;
in the garden of spirits,
her inner glow is always in full bloom.

I want someone whose aura is perennial;
every night she walks in my dreams,
we grow old – she still walks in beauty,
her silver highlights become silver linings…
each strand symbolizing the love we shared neath many moons.

I need a woman whose expression of love
becomes a wellspring
in the winters of my life.

I need a woman with a heart like mine,
I just wanna become best friends with my wife.

Where’s the lady in my life?
I just need the one that I can love endlessly…
Where is the one that I adore?

Beautiful Soul, come to me…
come on, let me love you a little bit;
let me show you, you’re the one my heart beats for.

Beautiful Soul, you inspire me…
the day you gave me your math,
I realized two could be one
and one could be much more.
Maybe I love you much too much;
then again, I have so much love to give
and you deserve much much more.

Maybe I’m just a hopeless romantic…
I won’t blame it on the magic in your eyes,
I won’t blame it on the warmth of your smile;
I’m not blinded by your beauty,
I’m intrigued with your allure.
I blame it on the allure.

–@StevieStreets #beautifulsoul #poem: for #thebeautifulones | Allure

Love, Love, Love

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beautiful dreamer, hopeless romantic, how do I love thee, love, moments in love, romeo & juliet, sonnet, the port of my dreams, the saddest lines ever, tonight I can write

For the same reason that sonnets were written about Laura;
like the balcony scene in Romeo & Juliet,
like the sweet sound of songbirds in duet,
I became a hopeless romantic the moment I saw her.

I never believed in love at first sight;
the day I laid eyes on her,
I became a beautiful dreamer.

I felt forever,
the first time that she appeared;
when I think about forever, she is always there.

I became an incurable romantic,
the day that she appeared;
when I romanticize about what love should look like,
impressions of her always seem to appear.

She has become The Port of my Dreams;
it’s like I’m windsurfing emotional tides,
whenever I see her.

Why do fools fall in love?
Why do birds suddenly appear?
How do I love thee?

She rocked my world,
like the striking siren
to the hapless sailor at sea.

Only her love can rescue me from this storm;
oh how I jus’ want to get lost in the magic in her eyes,
like a ship at sea.

Love, Love, Love look what you’ve done to me:
How could you…?
Why would you send me the epitome of the one I’ve searched for all my life –
and not let us be together?

Love, Love, Love when will I see you smile again?
When will I get to look into your eyes again?
Why are you still single?
Why are we not be together?

Love, Love, Love we were supposed to turn our moments in love into a couple of forevers:
How could we…? Why aren’t we…? Come back to me,
you should be here – I need to hear your laughter,
we should be together.

–@StevieStreets #thesaddestlinesever | Love, Love, Love

Not Lookin’ For A Love

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best friends, friendship, hopeless romantic, love, the little things

I’m a hopeless romantic…
I’m not lookin’ for a love,
I just need someone to reciprocate my shenanigans and antics.

Nah – I’m a realist…
I know nothing lasts forever.

I’m not lookin’ for a love,
I was thinking – maybe we could… just do stuff together.

Maybe we could go to a museum,
grab a bite to eat,
catch a movie,
or go see a play together.

I’m not lookin’ for a love;
however,
I would like to get to know you better…

I’d like to become better acquainted with the jazz hands in your eyes.

I’d like to discover the little things about you;
like – “what kind of sauce do you prefer with Chick-fil-a fries?”

I want to see your heart smile,
I want to become intimate with the windows of your eyes.

I want to read your body language,
I want to listen to your silence;
when you’re not in the mood to talk,
I want to be the one to whom you reply.

I’m a hopeless romantic…
that, I cannot deny.

I’m not lookin’ for a love,
nah – I’m looking for someone that I can call my friend.

Nah – I’m a realist…
I’m looking for someone as weird as me,
I’m looking for someone to share inside jokes with;
I’m not lookin’ for a love,
I’m looking for a friend.

I adore you,
I can’t pretend;
and even if I tried to hide it,
I know you would know better.

I’m not lookin’ for a love;
however,
I would like to get to know you better…

I can’t promise you matrimony,
I can’t foresee forever…
yeah – I was cold as ice,
however,
you make my heart melt;
don’t make plans for tonight,
I’ve made reservations for tonight..
I want to look into your eyes under the moonlight.
I don’t know what forever looks like;
what I know for sure is –
I’m not those guys that hurt you,
they aint deserve you…
this is the beginning of a beautiful life.
I’ve made plans to take you on 18,250 first dates;
fifty years from now,
I want to look back a say:
“my beautiful wife and I have enjoyed so many magical moments in life, together.
She was through with love,
I wasn’t lookin’ for a love;
nevertheless, we became friends
and decided to just do life together.”

Yeah – I know, I said I wasn’t lookin’ for a love;
haha – you caught that,
I figured you would –
that’s why I love you, so whatever…
One thing’s for certain;
there’s no place that I’d rather be
than in your company…
As far as I can see;
when I find you,
we’ll always be together.

I’m not lookin’ for a love;
nah – I’m looking for a beautiful soul that I can converse with,
not just tonight – but the rest of my life,
I’m looking for that “the very thought of you” makes each day better.

I’m not lookin’ for a love;
nah – I’m looking for a beautiful surprise,
I’m looking for that wonderful weirdness when I look into your eyes,
I’m looking for a friendship that I could cherish for life,
I’m looking for my best friend forever.

Yeah – I’m not lookin’ for a love;
I’m looking for my best friend,
my best friend forever,
my best friend forever…

someone who could give me something much more than love,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…

someone who could give me love,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…

someone who I could love,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…

someone who knows that I’m not chasing every woman I see,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…

I need someone that knows the real me,
I just need a best friend,
I just need a best friend forever…

I’m not lookin’ for a love;
I’m looking for the little things,
I’m lookin’ for my best friend,
my best friend forever,
my best friend forever…

–@StevieStreets | Not Lookin’ For A Love

A Hopeless Longing

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hopeless romantic

A hopeless longing…
said the hopeless romantic
– longing to be loved.

–@StevieStreets | A Hopeless Longing