He with pockmarks everywhere

She with ripe tomato cheeks

He with hair in oily peaks

She with roller coaster curves

He perspiring due to nerves

She, a rose, in spring’s warm air

He, a cowpie, steaming there

This couple, an enigma that pains the mind,

Proving yet again that love is blind……..

either that or he’s just one rich dude.

*note* You’re on a roll Beans…but you’re forgetting the elements…lol

He was like (4) A vegetable that grows above ground.

(2) A not so beautiful fellow

She was (1) A beautiful woman,

Like (5) A flower that blooms in May;

Their marriage, was (3) An amusement park ride.

*sighs* yeah that’s crap.

did that to be obnoxious.

*edit* thanks 4 the thumbs down whomever.

so what about the much-acclaimed (and very crappy):

You said your heart was an open book-

and mine was just the same,

And we could read eachother’s thoughts

as if they were on an open page.

You read aloud with confidence

the diary of my heart.

And then ferociously you turned on me

and tore my soul apart:

You told me that you loved me,

You wrote it to me in song-

If your heart was an open book,

I must’ve read it wrong.

OR

Remembering the joys of intimacy

that you and i once shared

and all those words you said to me

when my heart lay bare.

I let you whisper in my ear

and tried to believe the words were true

because i wanted the affection,

more than i wanted you.

You calmed my fears momentarily

to pursue that unquenchable fire

but when you said “I love you”

in my thoughts i called you “liar.”

OR

Tell me that you love me

deceive my heart again

Lie to me in my misery

until you’ve numbed the pain.

And when the ache has disappeared

I may want you for my friend,

Tell me that you love me

and deceive my heart again.

OR

Buy me a river

flowing into nowhere

where i can drown out the pain

that lives in the memory of you.

Where i can sail upon the waters of indifference

until the memory of your smile has faded

like the sun behind the clouds;

and the agony of abandonment

will no longer beat against my heart

like waves upon the sand.

OR……

*** new limerick pending*** its on the way………… LOL

were on a roller coaster ride

A flying pod

Thrown by a di*k wad

Hit them like a bottlebrush bloom on high

I really need to rest.

I have a migraine from last night and a zuccini on my chest.

The merry-go-round made me vomit. The dodgems made me wreck.

If I should die before the morning, place daisies on my neck.

(What in the HELL am I talking about?!haha)