Love poems

WhatSharp? · Feb 24, 2004

http://www.links2love.com/poem_generator_2.htm

Once More, My Love

This night I shall dream of your great vaccuous ochre nostril.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your pineapple-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite wailing puce flamingo of love, skimming vast continents of spoonings and stinkworts.
The seas shall never separate our nipples.
Its waters wave like small tenderising angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated sirloin steak and tender daisy hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our socks from our nostrils.
I shall hold your pineapple against my tenderising-muffin so that our nipples melt into one.
You will always be my little pigie face, the pineapple of my violet eye of love.

HBB · Feb 24, 2004

I think I forgot what an adjective was:

This night I shall dream of your great Slowly Blue Face.

WhatSharp? · Feb 24, 2004

a descriptive word.. e.g. smelly

HBB · Feb 24, 2004

I think i put an adverb in then!

Jo Elson · Feb 24, 2004

This is how mine came out!

This night I shall dream of your great glittery pink eyes. Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your banana-pink lips. In my dreams we fly on the exquisite barking purple woodpecker of love, skimming vast continents of badgers and roses. The seas shall never separate our hands. Its waters wave like small flugel angels greeting us from afar. We shall feast on chocolate-coated pizza and tender tulips hearts of love. Adorned in white silk, we pluck our skirts from our eyes. I shall hold your banana against my flugel-muffin so that our hands melt into one. You will always be my little kangarooie face, the banana of my orange eye of love.

groovy · Feb 24, 2004

This night I shall dream of your great groovy banana yellow elbow.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your mango-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite cheesy glissing brown penguin of love, skimming vast continents of tables and daisys.
The seas shall never separate our eyelashs.
Its waters wave like small curtain angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated cheeseburger and tender weed hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our scarfs from our elbows.
I shall hold your mango against my curtain-muffin so that our eyelashs melt into one.
You will always be my little troutie face, the mango of my stripey eye of love.

How romantic! :wink:

:lol:

EDIT - new one

Your skin glows like the currant, blossoms boring as the potted plant in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your bass trombone voice and leaps like a goat at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great parrot wing.
I am comforted by your sock that I carry into the twilight of crispbeams and hold next to my nose.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of acid.
As my eyeball falls from my shoe, it reminds me of your banana.
In the quiet, I listen for the last split note of the day.
My heated finger leaps to my thermals. I wait in the moonlight for your secret tree so that we may dance as one, finger to finger, in search of the magnificient black and mystical table of love.

Naomi McFadyen · Feb 25, 2004

Once More, My Love

This night I shall dream of your great evil blue lips.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your evil-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite heavying blue! evil of love, skimming vast continents of evils and evils.
The seas shall never separate our evils.
Its waters wave like small evil angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated evil and tender evil hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our evils from our lipss.
I shall hold your evil against my evil-muffin so that our evils melt into one.
You will always be my little evilie face, the evil of my evil eye of love.

Kernewek Den · Feb 25, 2004

Jo Elson said:
This is how mine came out!

This night I shall dream of your great glittery pink eyes. Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your banana-pink lips. In my dreams we fly on the exquisite barking purple woodpecker of love, skimming vast continents of badgers and roses. The seas shall never separate our hands. Its waters wave like small flugel angels greeting us from afar. We shall feast on chocolate-coated pizza and tender tulips hearts of love. Adorned in white silk, we pluck our skirts from our eyes. I shall hold your banana against my flugel-muffin so that our hands melt into one. You will always be my little kangarooie face, the banana of my orange eye of love.

With a picture like yours you could say anything and it still sounds sexy :!:

Okiedokie of Oz · Feb 25, 2004

This night I shall dream of your great Pretty Navy Cilia.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your Tomato-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite phhhffffffftttting Black Cockatoo of love, skimming vast continents of toilets and petunias.
The seas shall never separate our belly buttons.
Its waters wave like small game angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated pasta and tender sunflower hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our sockss from our Cilias.
I shall hold your Tomato against my game-muffin so that our belly buttons melt into one.
You will always be my little bearie face, the Tomato of my beige eye of love.

Damn I'm good!!! Women should be all over me!!!

Your skin glows like the Pineapple, blossoms abusive as the lotus in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your cor anglais voice and leaps like a German Shepherd at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great emu wing.
I am comforted by your petticoat that I carry into the twilight of cupbeams and hold next to my eardrum.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of coffee.
As my epidermis falls from my jewellery, it reminds me of your bat.
In the quiet, I listen for the last honk of the day.
My heated plasma leaps to my singlet. I wait in the moonlight for your secret insect so that we may boink as one, plasma to plasma, in search of the magnificient fawn and mystical teacher of love.

Monica · Feb 25, 2004

And how can we possibly compete with that!!!!

ScrapingtheBottom · Feb 25, 2004

Once More, My Love

This night I shall dream of your great gyrating peuce meta-tarsal.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your guava-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite kerr-powwing tangerine vulture of love, skimming vast continents of chairs and venus fly-traps.
The seas shall never separate our lower jaws.
Its waters wave like small desk angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated lard and tender parrot plant hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our underpants from our meta-tarsals.
I shall hold your guava against my desk-muffin so that our lower jaws melt into one.

shedophone · Feb 25, 2004

This night I shall dream of your great shimmering brown eyes.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your peach-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite whispering silver pheonix of love, skimming vast continents of meadows and lilys.
The seas shall never separate our legs.
Its waters wave like small tree angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated biscuit and tender daisy hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our clothes from our eyess.
I shall hold your peach against my tree-muffin so that our legs melt into one.
You will always be my little monkie face, the peach of my green eye of love.

lol.

flugelgal · Feb 25, 2004

This night I shall dream of your great Beautiful Blue Eyes.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your Peach-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite melodiusing Violet Swallow of love, skimming vast continents of Trees and Violets.
The seas shall never separate our Toes.
Its waters wave like small Book angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated Creme Brulee and tender Lily hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our Slips from our Eyess.
I shall hold your Peach against my Book-muffin so that our Toes melt into one.
You will always be my little Catie face, the Peach of my Orange eye of love.

I love the toes part hehe

Kari Anson · Feb 25, 2004

It would be unfair for me to now create a poem because I've read all of your threads and grasp the idea so would be able to minipulate the results of my poem accordingly.

Dawnys_flug · Feb 25, 2004

This night I shall dream of your great soft violet thumb.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your grapes-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite claxening blue humming of love, skimming vast continents of chairs and roses.
The seas shall never separate our midrifs.
Its waters wave like small trumpet angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated chocolate gateux and tender lily hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our stockings from our thumbs.
I shall hold your grapes against my trumpet-muffin so that our midrifs melt into one.
You will always be my little tigerie face, the grapes of my orange eye of love.

:shock:

akwarose · Feb 25, 2004

what a fantastic link!! here is the result of all that hard work..:

This night I shall dream of your great phantasmagorical pink toe.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your kiwi-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite wailing purple sparrow of love, skimming vast continents of tables and daisys.
The seas shall never separate our elbows.
Its waters wave like small dictionary angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated ice cream and tender marigold hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our trouserss from our toes.
I shall hold your kiwi against my dictionary-muffin so that our elbows melt into one.
You will always be my little parrotie face, the kiwi of my orange eye of love.

Aidan · Feb 25, 2004

beurgh

Accidental · Feb 26, 2004

Hey Steve I wish you'd found this a couple of weeks ago - I reckon him indoors would have fallen for this on the 14th!

This night I shall dream of your great moist pink mouth.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your peach-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite floating white dove of love, skimming vast continents of angels and roses.
The seas shall never separate our faces.
Its waters wave like small flower fairies greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated morsels and tender daisy hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our pants from our mouths.
I shall hold your peach against my flower-muffin so that our bellies melt into one.
You will always be my little puppy face, the apple of my blue eye of love.

Altogether now....... beurghhhh!
Where's that vomit emoticon when I need it?! :wink:

Not_Jus_An_Object · Mar 2, 2004

need a drink now :guiness

Jo Elson · Mar 3, 2004

I think it was possibly a good idea you didnt have this thread in time for valentines day. I would have it quite amusing but i think some ouldn't be too happy.

Kernewek Den said:
With a picture like yours you could say anything and it still sounds sexy :!:

(Quote fixed, PB, Mod)

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