My Love
I used the love poem generator on here to write this one. I like to do it putting in wild words to create something funny when I am feeling a little down.
My Love, Cucumber
Your skin glows like the orange, blossoms tart as the Mexican Petunia in the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your bass drum voice and leaps like a cogar at the whisper of your name, Cucumber.
The evening ascends in on a great great blue heron wing.
I am calmed by your heavy duck that I carry into the twilight of earthbeams and hold next to my feet.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of buttermilk.
As my ears falls from your nose, I am reminded of your frown.
In the hushed, I listen for the last dew drop fall of the spring.
My heated lungs breathe inside my house. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret mansion so that we may stands as one, lungs to lungs, in search of the glorious yellow sensual hill of love.
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