I ran into this poetry generator some time ago,so I typed in a few words and this is what came out.
Your skin glows like the Strawberry, blossoms big as the Poppies in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your Guitar voice and leaps like a Bobcat at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great Chicken Hawk wing.
I am comforted by your Jeans that I carry into the twilight of Lordbeams and hold next to my ear.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of water.
As my belly button falls from my socks, it reminds me of your paper.
In the quiet, I listen for the last squeek of the day.
My heated fingers leaps to my hat. I wait in the moonlight for your secret curtain so that we may run as one, fingers to fingers, in search of the magnificient red and mystical oxigen of love.
