American Sentences

[Angeline]

My bed is floating under blue wishes and most of them have come true.

 

[Tzara]

I study the notes you've made between the lines of books you've never read.

 

[Tzara]

It is not your body that I want, I guess, but your conversation.

 

[KatieJones]

I'm no Caeser so when I face your knives I'll assume it's me not you.

 

[greenmountaineer]

K.I.S.

Keep it simple. Two S's, punctuated, makes it sound like ass.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I'm not a tadpole eater, they get stuck in my teeth; no swallowing.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I wrote the perfect poem in my head last night, night pixies stole it.

 

[Tzara]

Nameless Supervillain

I have metal teeth. That way, I can crunch through your bones more easily.

 

[KatieJones]

You were never with me but I feel your absence in the silent night.

 

[Angeline]

I leave my footprints in the sand because I hope no one will find me.

 

[Tzara]

I smooth the sheet of the double bed next to me as invitation.

 

[legerdemer]

I pour my soul into a shell, hoping you will take my offering.

 

[todski28]

I lean in
Listen for sounds to echo in the shell
an ocean's soul

 

[Tzara]

Presence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder?

This is odd—I seem to miss you more the more that you are still around.

 

[Remec]

Northern Exposure

Listening to rock ballads in Swedish is surprisingly soothing.

 

[KatieJones]

It’s always yes so I don’t know why you hurt us both by hearing no.

 

[Tzara]

I'd like to bake you something. Cookies, for example. And yeah, for love.

 

[legerdemer]

I want to grab fistfuls of you, swallow your love to sate my hunger.

 

[Piscator]

Thanks for the fruit press birthday gift; apples on the tree, cider awaits.

I’ll not mention the old one that we gave away many years ago.

 

[greenmountaineer]

Anachronism

Would Al have been a gangster
if his son, deaf and dumb, didn't tax him?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

The stars aligned but when I mooned, Uranus never did it for you.

 

[greenmountaineer]

Sign at a Yuppy Farmer's Market

Half a Pig for Sale. He rolled in organic mud:
$400.

 

[Magnetron]

Farrah Fawcett dripped with excitement as I thoroughly snaked her pipes.

 

[Lyricalli]

They're Playing Our Song

Our rhythm may have changed, but it still makes my hips sway; come dance with me.

 

[Hussar73]

A girl Pawn picked over filthy rags and dreamed of becoming a Queen.