Funny Boyfriend Poems | Examples

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Premium Membercoupled

Peter and I have been a couple for 4 years.
Is it funny - odd funny - that we still mack-out in elevators?

Every time we kiss I feel like I’ve won the man-lottery,
that I’m counting and spending the loot all at once.
The man stirs my chemicals.

The bell dings and we separate like caught kids.
The inside elevator door’s mirrored - he’s so handsome. 

I know writers are alchemists, that we’re guilty, at times, 
of gilding the ordinary until it shines - but he’s the real deal.
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Songs for this:
There goes my baby by Kelly Jones


Premium MemberButterfly Kisses

You told me I belong to you
That you know I love you true
But darling I’m not a succulent plant
What’s a chocolate woman to do

Love is enough you said
That’s pretty in song and poem
But when you leave my bed
Why do I feel amber alone

Loving you is like static shock
As long as we have connection 
I need more than my body to rock
Even deeper than spiritual oppression 

Is this bond we have despite fact
I left you emotionally when indeed
You ignored little things that
Mean so much to me

Maybe our season is done
And the reason is life is short and crazy
Would love you in moon in sun
Butterfly kisses and hot love making

But again it’s not enough
And I have two new men admirers
Neither may have your touch
But I will find out what time desires

Premium MemberMy Dearest Boyfriend

My dearest boyfriend asked me what I like
I said, just a new apple mac book, Mike
At nearby mall there he went
And his money were all spent
Just for a book, three apples and girl’s bike.
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberDiagnosing

If you had one year of love,
and then you had to say adios,
should you be glad or morose?

Sure, if it ends, it’s not what I’d hoped,
we just weren’t destined to be betrothed.

We had fun, we were close and jocose,
we snogged until we practically choked,
and we did ALL the fun things that were gross,
but our forte was that we felt safe, I suppose.

Now, I’m not saying it’s over, but I tend to diagnose things 
and while I wouldn’t say that we love overdosed,
I would guess that we’ve shared more love than most.

Premium MemberAk

The first time you kissed me it was a surprise, I wasn’t ready.
It was a sneak attack, funny ‘cause they say the girl ‘always knows.’
I think we’re lucky we didn’t chip a tooth.

The unexpected slowed me - ‘ok, that happened,’ I thought.
Because I’d wondered, before - ‘does he like me like THAT?’
and suddenly you came into sharp focus, your lips, your eyes,
your goofy smile. It changed things, for us - like Jesus’s birth
changed time - there was before kiss (bk) and after kiss (ak).

We somehow kludged our way into love - the old fashioned way
without navigation software, dating sites, hookup apps or breadcrumbs.
Like our foremothers and fathers or Columbus - we bumbled into a new world.


Premium MemberUnbefitting

I was drawn to you, from the first instant
something about you aroused my senses
a message unspoken, and insistent
that could somehow bypass my defenses.

I couldn’t show it, you couldn’t know it,
so I sat quietly and ignored you.
When chasing dreams, love is unbefitting 
this I’d been told, and so, it must be true.

When I met you again, you were funny,
not what I assumed, you were something new.

Hashtag, as a boyfriend, he’s been money,
such was the start of our kissing booth truth.

Premium MemberDream Date

Azul Mi corazon Aches within a torch lit No match better against the ropes Longing familiar acrobat events A dream team fantasy—I am Luchadora of love Sueño de ti Azul
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberFunny

“It’s just a rough draft,”
he said with a laugh
but the joke is half epitaph.

I know I’ll regret it
this helping him edit
his thesis, this knife,
that will cut through my life.

Somehow, it’s become real
this part of the deal
where my dear Dr. Peter
will vamoose from our theater
where I’ve acted like I could go on
when I return next year, and he’s gone.

Premium MemberHurry, Frat Boy, Hurry

his date on her way
speed-tidying apartment ~
a royal pigsty



Date written:12/30/2021

Premium MemberA Real Tall Texan

Mister hirsute and strong
   just felt totally wrong

The comedian was funny
   underneath not-so-sunny

A financier, short and stout
   his bulging midriff stuck out

So, she risked it all
   on a Texan real tall

But she learned her lesson
   without any question

The taller the 'you-all'
   the farther he falls

Premium MemberShopping Lists

*(a poem in Senryus)*

You don’t have to count,
when you lose a boyfriend, you
know. There was just one.

He was gone before
I knew it - he wasn’t, you know,
tied up or anything.

For a moment I
toy with saying, “Alexa, add
rope to my shopping list."

In High School boyfriends 
come and go - it's like shopping
- where you return things.

Premium MemberThe Boyfriend Bell Curve

So
hot
cute
smart
cuddly
dances
attentive
seductive
accessible
Sympatico
intoxicating
mesmerizing
college bound
straightforward
smart as a whip
eager to please
always on time
100% truthful
pleasurable
enthralling
incredible
orgasmic
funniest
gentle
sweet
sexy
soft
fun

Premium MemberPlay Ground Love

Slide down the slide
Next let’s
Ride on the merry go round
Wind blows
Tears burns my eyes...
In the sand box.
Seesaw's up,
My sides down.
I carry the weight.
You’re up
I jump off,
You’ll fall
To the ground
Bang.!
Crying and snot
I let you fall
Why, because
I love you a lot!

Premium MemberThe End

He was skinny as a rail
Dared not put him on a scale
He grew much fatter
Didn’t seem to matter
I knew that he could not fail
~
She livened every party
Always knew she was hearty
She wailed when over
Like she was rover
Howls making her a smarty
~
I left him there in the past
Despite all that he had asked
Begging me to stay
Had to make him pay
Leaving had to be done fast

Premium MemberMy Pinged Pong

My eager man bought me a wee thong which I put on to best get along but rubbing bugging attacks soon whacked my fore and aft crack. My pinged pong found his dingdonged thong wrong.

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