Collaboration Between the Love Poem Generator and I
My Love, Love? What's That? Who's He?
Your skin glows like the Avocado, blossoms Groggy as the Bleeding Heart in the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your Ocarina voice and leaps like a Hippo at the whisper of your name, Love? What's That? Who's He?.
The evening ascends in on a great Sea Gull wing.
I am calmed by your Stocking that I carry into the twilight of Corn Stalkbeams and hold next to my Hip.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of Bleach.
As my Abdomen falls from my Straw Hat, it reminds me of your Ball of Yarn.
In the hushed, I listen for the last Chime of the spring.
My heated Tongue leaps to my Brazier. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret Eyeliner so that we may Fly as one, Tongue to Tongue, in search of the glorious Aquamarine and spiritual Printer of love.
Copyright © Jolene Cheyney | Year Posted 2017
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