5 WITH LESS THAN 100 CHARACTERS

• ◦ Love Poem
• 500 characters or less, including title
• Cannot use any form of the following words
• Love
• Hate
• Husband
• Mate
• Wife
• Heart
• Soul
• Feel
• Happy
• Joy
• Sad
• Misery

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1)  Poem without The word 

The fragile sense you emanate

is creeping around me of late,

like a beautiful seam made straight,

its a dream come true 

having you,

and its wonderfully wonderfully new,

You fill me like seeds in the dew,

taking cups at a time 

full of red red wine,

and its all in the dawning with me 

and with you,

its so bold and romantic 

and ever so odd 

that its you,

yet I knew it would be, 

so sit you right down,

I've a brand new gown 

and its blue

with its heavenly colour 

I send you a puff 

of the dance you create in me 

just for you,

My you, my you, my you.

2) Beautiful bottom variations

I bury my face in your bottom

a shape I'm learning to know

as white as a sheet and just as complete

like the beauty of drifting snow,

and there as a cushion,I rest my cheek

with senses that course through my being

that state you relate to when sent to the stars 

and listen to murmurs and moans like ours

that depict our strong bonds 

when all else is wrongs

we're here for the coming decade 

and longer 

you will see 

its always been you 

and me.

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3)

I admire your cute posterior

there 'ars'ome who think inferior,

its cute and sends me wild,

such things I can't tell here  

don't think me very queer

as yours is such a must

and fills my mind with lust.

This poem I write now, 

don't wrinkle your smooth brow

as soon we meet and consummate

our bodies then can vow

to hold each other near

as long as we're aware

that you are right for me 

and I am right for 'thee' 

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4)

Portentious posterior

don't think it inferior 

your extremities are fantastic

making me fanatically 

transfixed

my swell for your figure

is so full of vigour I'll smut

for loving your wonderful butt

don't think me defining 

a slutt

cos you aint 

you're the one 

with the apples so round 

on display

in time I'll intrude even though you're

a prude

don't be rude I can hear you say

my trunk is so terribly straight 

with yours I'll entwine 

don't make a mistake 

with the vine like the tail of a swine

I'm a Romeo making a climb 

you're the ......in my mail.  

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5)

Butt mi buttocks round the back

singing songs of bog birds

there's a pretty posterior 

not in the least inferior

to any other part of you 

that sends me mad at the rest of you 

you're the one for me 

so don't you disagree

I'm on fire on fire like a spitfire free

if your sense of fun has begun

just come and beat on my tum

and we'll twist and we'll turn 

till the dawn bird calls

in the room 

in the hall of your centred desire

I'm on fire, on fire, on fire!

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