The Walking Dead : Will you be my Valentine?

This is beautiful poetry.

I should call people "dickface" more often.

I'd start with a rose or two
cook you a dinner
you could take off a shoe

We'd have a glass of wine,
I'd fire up the hot tub
if your so inclined

a pop made of jiffy
turn off the stove
I'd dress real spiffy

I'd start to rub a shoulder
Maybe more
If I ever got bolder

Marvin Gaye or T. Pendegrass?
I'd try to be smooth
as I thought about your ass

For you I'd cross a moat
Climb the wall
I'm Ready to motorboat

my coat over a puddle
watch your step
Do you Wanna cuddle?

Maybe we'd go all the way
If you're willing
if not, it's ok

We'd Spend time in the hot tub
Are you ready
I know I am, bub

A Walk by the lake
Hold your hand
I'd feed you cheesecake

All truths, no lies
To hear your voice
I'd look into your eyes

We could just get weird
it's nothing serious
Unless it's more than you feared

I'd give you just one tip
If you're able
I'm a big fan of the nip.

I love you beyond measure
should I call a friend
double your pleasure

Glass top table
Strike a pose
Only if your able

One for Mr. Thomas, Danny
You know what
has to do with your fanny

Take a drive on the road
I'll bring my gun
Can you handle the load?

We could watch Janet, Chrissy and Jack
But only if
you would call me back

I could be your gimp
grab your whip
No plans to go limp

I'm starting to lose steam
It's all so obvious
This is nothing but a dream

Doesn't matter what we do
I'd be happy
Only spending time with you

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before you leave remember I was with you

Aww, thanks, I love it! 💋

Your poem inspired me!

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before you leave remember I was with you

If this is original, it is very good!

It definitely is. He's referencing parts of the poem I posted in this thread years ago (and he referenced Three's Company too, which I've posted about before). This was my poem, which you replied to back then in this thread:

You really churn my butter
You bake my cinnamon bread
You cause salacious thoughts
To swirl inside my head

Let's have a romantic evening
Truly made for two
We'll turn on some Marvin Gaye
And then kick off our shoes

We'll enjoy a candlelit dinner
And talk and laugh all night
But the dinner won't be enough
To satisfy our appetites

I think you know what I mean
It will be time for fun 'n games
Like Naked Crisco Twister
After which you'll scream my name

I'll get you in my clutches
There will be no escape
Maybe you won't consent
But I wouldn't call it rape

If this interests you
That would fill me with glee
Will you reply with a poem
About what you'd do to me?

Wow! Is that your original work? Or a song?

Thanks! I wrote it!

Scroll up and you'll see that I said this before posting the poem:

Thanks, everyone. I wasn't expecting so many dashing, eloquent suitors. I'm only allowed one Valentine, so the one I've chosen will receive $5 and a small, blurry nether-region photo.

To the others, I dedicate a poem I wrote and posted last year:

You replied,

Awesome!

I'd love to see your nethers
I wouldn't share the pics
Unlike the other posters
Most of whom are dicks

I replied,

Thanks!

I didn't say they'd be my nethers
But I'll send it anyway
The person in the picture
Wears a pube toupee

Then you replied,

Pubic toupee schmoupee!
I don't care what it's called
I'd rather see a wig than
A pube that's wholly bald

I replied,

I agree with your assessment
We're on the same page
The bald thing is weird to me
But I guess it's all the rage

I've seen a lot of pussies
Maybe like a gazillion
But I'd rather see one unadorned
Or with, at worst, a Brazilian.

I've never seen a penis
I've been afraid to look
I'm heading over to Amazon
To buy a medical book

(Baby steps! I'll look at drawings first)

Never look at penises!
I will send you mine
Better to start with average
And then move on to nine (reference to Mob's preferred size in inches)

If you think I can handle it
I will give it a try
Have you ever done what the main character did
In the film American Pie?

Nope, I dodged those Pie movies
I heard they were porn, or worse
Now can we just post prose?
I'm sick of all this verse!

You don't need to watch the movie
To know what the guy did
And you must keep posting this way
Non-versing I forbid

Didn't he **** a watermelon
or something equally dire?
I once stuck my dick in a glass of Scotch
Of course it burnt like fire!

He inserted it into a pie
I believe the flavor was apple
The next place you should put yours
Is inside a bottle of Snapple