01."The Wine of Love

The wine of Love is music,

And the feast of Love is song:

And when Love sits down to the banquet,

Love sits long:

Sits long and ariseth drunken,

But not with the feast and the wine;

He reeleth with his own heart,

That great rich Vine."

—— James Thomson

02.Wine is bottled poetry.—— Robert Louis Stevenson

03."There is a wine in an eternal love!"—— Fahad Basheer

04."That's what poems are for,

unlivable love."

epigraph to "In Lilac-Light"

—— Tess Gallagher  "Midnight Lantern: New and Selected Poems"

05."Poem for My Love

How do we come to be here next to each other

in the night

Where are the stars that show us to our love

inevitable

Outside the leaves flame usual in darkness

and the rain

falls cool and blessed on the holy flesh

the black men waiting on the corner for

a womanly mirage

I am amazed by peace

It is this possibility of you

asleep

and breathing in the quiet air"

—— June Jordan  "Directed by Desire: The Collected Poems"

06."The Amorous Shepherd is a fruitless interlude, but those few poems are among the world's greatest love poems, because they're love poems about love, not about being poems. The poet loves because he loves, not because love exists."——  lvaro de Campos

07."[Wine is] poetry in a bottle."—— Clifton Fadiman

08.Most lyric poetry is about love, whether yearned after, fulfilled, or wistfully regretted; what isn't tends to consist of laments and cris du coeur over this, that, and the other.—— Michael Dirda

09."Haiku [For you]

love between us is

speech and breath. loving you is

a long river running"

—— Sonia Sanchez

10."There is a love poem in here somewhere, it still has baby teeth A precocious pearl in an unopened shell, adamant and stubborn that it wants to love you, so baby please let it! There is a love poem in here somewhere, and it burns like autumn. Dirt stained on the sidewalk, in a pile of deciduous leaves, at loggerheads with the wind that it wants to love you, so baby please…let it"—— Sakshi Narula  "Lover"

love and wine poem

11."Love beckons with a rare bouquet. Love demands you drink of it. And then love burns the tongue, the senses. Love blinds. Love maddens. Love separates reason from thought. Love kills. Love is methyl alcohol pretending to be ethyl alcohol."—— Anita Nair  "Ladies Coupe"

12."Poetic words I write for you

Your lips are damp like sweet honey dew

Our love resembles a summer song

Cherishing each other all night long

Your soft hands brings chills within

I love your face that wears your grin"

—— Brittany Benko  "Poetic Poems and Prose"

13."He sends me a poem; red roses whispering passion, white roses breathing love…"—— Soulla Christodoulou  "Alexander and Maria"

14.'Love' is so short of perfect rhymes that convention allows half-rhymes like 'move.' The alternative is a plague of doves, or a kind of poem in which the poet addresses his adored both as 'love' and as 'guv' - a perfectly decent solution once, but only once, in a while.—— James Fenton

15."I loved that Amy Lowell poem when I first read it, how her lover was like red wine at the beginning and then became bread. But that has not happened to me. My loves remain wine to me, yet I become too quickly bread to them."—— Lily King  "Euphoria"

16."Love Songs

section III

- 1882-1966

We might have coupled

In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment

Or broken flesh with one another

At the profane communion table

Where wine is spilled on promiscuous lips

We might have given birth to a butterfly

With the daily news

Printed in blood on its wings."

—— Mina Loy

17.'Must Feed and Water' is a love story told from the point of view of 'Love' as a character.—— Italia Ricci

18."Poetry has no echo so loud and long as in the heart of youth in which love is just springing into life. It is like the presentiment of all the passions. Later it is their souvenir and their dirge. It brings tears in both extremes of life: to the young, tears of hope; to the old, tears of regret."—— Alphonse de Lamartine  "Graziella: A Story of Italian Love"

19."May my pain remain drunk singing its own love songs."—— Suman Pokhrel

20."Love is a colorless,volatile Liquid.Love ignites n burns.Love Leaves no residue neither smoke nor ash.Love is a poison masquerading as spirit of Wine"—— Anita Nair