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Overly Literal Love Poetry
Mar. 24th, 2009 11:23 amOh my lovely baby--but wait a minute, is this supposed to be my lover or my baby? Because the idea of infantophelia is pretty disturbing.
Baby, baby, baby, I want to take you--take you where though? Although that does raise another interesting question IF WE ARE speaking metaphorically....
You make my heart race, or possibly that is the adrenaline rush from the near car accident I just experienced.
You've got my heart in your hands, baby--revenge of the infants right here.
Darling, you are all I ever need. Well technically I still need oxygen and food and water, and I'm not too keen to give up a place to live and some basic creature comforts like my bed and my shower, without which I'm sure you would suddenly find me to be much less appealing.
I'm madly in love with you. Angrily, you might say. Or you might just call it insanity. And, while we're at it, "in" love? Wouldn't I be "feeling" love? Although I am going to say that "feeling love with you" is more ideally sound than "feeling love for you," at least on a mutually satisfactory level.
You're the only one I need, the only one I see. Well, I mean, I still SEE other people, but I just don't SEE them, if you SEE what I mean.
You are always on my mind... which is getting a little uncomfortable: please move your ass off my head.
You are one in a million--and according to a quick google search I just did, the current population is 6,763,611,245, which means that there are approximately 6,763 people just like you, or at least that would be just as suited to being in a relationship with me as you are. However the majority of those people probably reside in China and India, and finding them would really be more bother than it's worth, so let's just say that you'll do.
You are my eternal flame.
--Ouch. Need I say more?
Baby, baby, baby, I want to take you--take you where though? Although that does raise another interesting question IF WE ARE speaking metaphorically....
You make my heart race, or possibly that is the adrenaline rush from the near car accident I just experienced.
You've got my heart in your hands, baby--revenge of the infants right here.
Darling, you are all I ever need. Well technically I still need oxygen and food and water, and I'm not too keen to give up a place to live and some basic creature comforts like my bed and my shower, without which I'm sure you would suddenly find me to be much less appealing.
I'm madly in love with you. Angrily, you might say. Or you might just call it insanity. And, while we're at it, "in" love? Wouldn't I be "feeling" love? Although I am going to say that "feeling love with you" is more ideally sound than "feeling love for you," at least on a mutually satisfactory level.
You're the only one I need, the only one I see. Well, I mean, I still SEE other people, but I just don't SEE them, if you SEE what I mean.
You are always on my mind... which is getting a little uncomfortable: please move your ass off my head.
You are one in a million--and according to a quick google search I just did, the current population is 6,763,611,245, which means that there are approximately 6,763 people just like you, or at least that would be just as suited to being in a relationship with me as you are. However the majority of those people probably reside in China and India, and finding them would really be more bother than it's worth, so let's just say that you'll do.
You are my eternal flame.
--Ouch. Need I say more?
