hmmm that love poem generator site is truly addictive. here is my latest attempt at trying to compose a poem that makes sense (highlighted the funny parts):
Your skin glows like the tomato, blossoms majestic as the daffodil in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your double bass voice and leaps like a poodle at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great rosella wing.
I am comforted by your beret that I carry into the twilight of spicebeams and hold next to my liver.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of H2O.
As my knee cap falls from my collar, it reminds me of your highlighter.
In the quiet, I listen for the last whistle of the day.
My heated kidney leaps to my jeans. I wait in the moonlight for your secret pen so that we may chase as one, kidney to kidney, in search of the magnificient violet and mystical laptop of love.
1 comment:
Now isnt that a great line... at the next valentines day I might say to some one..... Will you be my Kidney?
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