Heart-Warming Limericks about Love

Roses are red, and limericks underrated. I wrote one for you, but my Doberman ate it.

When most people think of poetry, what they really think of are love poems. But when people think of love poems, they seldom think of limericks.

Of course, there’s the notorious tradition of dirty limericks which muddy the line between love and lust. And I’m sure we’ll get to those at some point.

This collection of limericks, however, is meant to celebrate love in its highest form. These are about the energy that makes your head spin and the world go around. It has the power to make blind men see and drive seeing men blind. It’s the bottomless well of a million cliches.

So it seems necessary to have a few limericks about love.

     Hold on Tight
     The surest escape from the pit of despair
     Is to cradle a person and tell them you care
               So drop your defenses
               And heighten your senses
     The next breath you take will be one that you share

     Wind Me Up
     Autonomous bodies belonging to one
     Spinning in circles like clocks on the run
               A system in action
               Propelled by attraction
     And I’ll be your planet if you’ll be my sun

     Galactic Attraction
     Ubiquitous forces they pull us together
     Gravity even applies to a feather
               The planets attract
               And our hearts interact
     In the orbit of love we are drawn by a tether

     Leaving and Cleaving
     We start with a family till time comes for leaving
     Then search for a partner for comfort and cleaving
               Through cycles and seasons
               Each bond has its reasons
     A union engendered by lovers believing

     To Bridge the Divide
     Our spirits go swimming like drops in the sea
     While our bodies are tied to point A or point B
               If I had my druthers
               I’d merge all the others
     And close up the gap that divides you from me

     Con Gusto
     Sometimes you need just a bit of a shove
     To do things you’re less than enamored of 
               It might be a pain 
               And you’d like to complain
     But do what you must, only do it with love

     The Only Elixir
     There’s a whole world of suff’ring below and above
     From nasty black cockroach to weightless white dove
               Writ large from the heart
               While it tears us apart
     If only we knew the true meaning of love

     Plato’s Symposium
     The original men with four arms and four feet
     Were divided by gods into persons discrete
               Now our lives are spent healing
               This wound that we’re feeling
     In search of that lover to make us complete

Custom limericks for lovers

Is your love a love like no other? Are you looking to express your singular passion but can’t seem to put it into words? More specifically, are you trying to compose a limerick that captures the unique circumstances of this love of yours?

If so, you’ll be thrilled to know that I also write custom limericks for private purposes. These are some of the most enjoyable limericks of all, because they are absolutely personalized. Whether it’s about love or for any other occasion, there’s no topic I can’t wrestle into a limerick. So don’t be shy, from the sweet to the filthy, I’m ready to rhyme. I’ve already written custom limericks for weddings, anniversaries, and kinky good fun.

Contact me with your request or for more details about custom limerick services.

Lovely limericks with a twist

Even as I try and take my limericks to a higher level, it’s hard to resist the temptation to include some salacious double entendre.

     Paradise Found
     Give thanks to your woman and show her you care
     Remember when Eve offered Adam her pear?
               Whatever they lost
               It was well worth the cost
     For there’s nothing as sweet as a breast of flesh air

     Lady of the Limerick
     There’s a woman excited and kind
     Who by limericks was driven half blind
               With absolute trust
               And scholarly lust
     My pen is now firm in her mind

When loving limericks turn lascivious

At least half the time, when readers go looking for limericks, they’re really looking for something titillating and borderline tasteless. In that case, my esoteric limericks about eastern mysticism may come as something of a disappointment.

But rest assured, I’m more than capable of composing some of the most offensively lecherous limericks you can imagine. And I generally try to keep them to myself. But popular demand dictates that I share a few of the milder specimens from the bottom of my proverbial barrel.

     Visions of Grandeur
     This time you’ve touched on a salient topic
     By reaching the region below the first tropic
               And odes to the bottom?
               Believe me, I’ve got ‘em
     I study them closely — my vision’s myopic

     Low Aspirations
     There’s a total of nine if I counted them right
     The Natural Wonders I dream of at night
               Now some say there’s seven
               But the rest came from heaven
     The eighth is your left cheek, the ninth is your right

     Clockwork Rose
     She’s a twenty ton time bomb just waiting to tick
     Beaten with carrots and fed from a stick
               Her temperament squirrelly
               She never comes early
     But just in the time of the well tempered nick

     Unrequited Love
     I once sung my lady a ballad
     She rendered my praises invalid
               It’s awkward confessing
               That when I’m undressing
     She’d rather be tossing a salad

     Picking Daisies
     There once was a waitress named Daisy
     With service unhurried and lazy
               My only one wish
               Was to eat from her dish
     For she makes my mouth water like crazy

     Digital Acumen
     There once was a lady from Sutton
     Whose figure was second to nuttin
               A bit of a flirt
               In her tight-fitting skirt
     With my fingers I undid her button

     Thanks for the Mammaries
     There’s a doozy from Dublin, the boys like to chase her
     It’s long been my dream to undress and debase her
               My whole body ripples
               With thoughts of her nipples
     While twisting the pink of my pencil eraser

     Surreptitious Encounters
     I know a fellow unfit for monogamy
     Might go so far as to mutter misogyny
               And though he abuses
               He hates leaving bruises
     As soon as she’s standing he’ll gladly massage her knee

     The Sting
     I once met a harlot from way over yonder
     She left me an itch which I scratch as I ponder
               And hope she returns
               Cuz my member still burns
     For an abscess, I’ve heard, keeps the heart growing fonder

Custom limericks

If you have a special someone who deserves to be commemorated with a limerick, feel free to drop me a line. Custom, personalized limericks are one of my specialties. Whether it’s a friend, a lover, an adversary, or something in between, we can create a one-of-a-kind original limerick just for them. Endearing or ironic, provocative or transcendent, anything is possible in the wonderful world of limericks.

Simply reach out and contact me with the click of a finger.

Further Reading

If you liked these heart-warming limericks about love and lust, you might also enjoy :

• Limericks about Buddhism
• Limericks about Nature
• Limericks about Goddesses
• Limericks about Darkness and Sorrow
• What is a Limerick?