Humor Love Poems - Poems about Humor Love

Say you love me like I love you often and always a million times embrace me consume me burn me with kisses If you go deaf I will stop listening If you go blind I will stop looking If you die I will stop living . . Songs for this: Lover Girl by Laufey Habits (feat. Haley Reinhart) by Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox In a Manner of Speaking (feat. Camille) by Nouvelle Vague...

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My little guy to my happy surprise is with me still and very spry His heart pills keep him ticking on personality of his still is strong He loves to growl and bark all day for him it is the way he plays the thing he loves most of all is when I scratch his chest he is enthrall It relaxes him and...

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Goldfish and a handheld mirror mated. Tabloids and truth are rarely conflated. She has a dinky dorsal. Plus, her mind's never full. I saw myself in him, as transparent as I am dim. Witty, no, Big Bird's listed as her closest kin. Waters...

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Have you ever seen a pair of Nine West Folowe Pumps in Red Blooms Floral - or ever held a feathery pair? They offer the pure pleasure of perfection. You can see them popping up lately, in streetwear silhouette, matched with Dolce & Gabbana’s floral-print leggings, making a duet of blooms—petal upon petal, like a garden...

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A young fellow back east in Lahore was making out with his girl on the floor. Said she "This floor is too hard. Let's go out in the yard and in front of the neighbors next door!"...

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I once met a child of the devil, who in her father’s fame did revel. And boy, would she get mad if you dared diss her dad. Her rage would hit a hellish level. I knew a character named Louise who blew up her world in one big sneeze. When she opened her eyes ~ anon, her entire world was gone. And she...

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Just one per cent’s enough in love, Came a voice from clouds far above. What about ninety nine? Dubious, wait in a line-- Summon courage to make a move! _______________________ Limerick |19.03.2025| love, humour ...

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If deeply roars a bard for epic muse, like newborn lambs that crave their mother's milk; if feet that lightly trip along with shoes of Mercury whose message speeds, like silk, with lightning's sudden flash and peals of thunder; if fate told jokes, regaled with...

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Please disregard that I'm a dog. I've been asked to write this monologue by my owner.  What was he thinking? Maybe he has been out drinking.   I always try to be there for him, though I can't use a typewriter, Jim. Sometimes, I wish he'd feel the same way when I want to walk or play. To his girlfriend, he says something dumb, and I'm right there...

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We’re in a young-love recession. Gen Zers are slow to trust and averse to risk, we have, it seems, a particular social nervousness about interpersonal exchanges and the symbiosis of love. So we resort to situationships (undefined relationships), a stratagem for closeness, with zero commitment. You can flirt; you can kiss; you can dance. You can have a crush so big it...

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A sonnet and limerick once met Romantically in tete-a-tete. The sonnet had grace, The limerick, no trace: Make match of your muses, the net. ...

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My dearest Mrs., Ms., Mystic, or Miss, this morning Venus had a special "ask". She said to make you fall in loving bliss, for Cupid's ill and not up to the task. I'm nervous as I'm kind of new at this. My first question, should I wear a mask? I guess I am off to a rocky start. Oh my,...

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When love is smooth and runs in tune, young couples gaze up at the moon, but before or when they hit the sack, love sometimes goes out of whack. So, take care when you play with fire, that love does not go all haywire....

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YOU again! ...

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