Love Poems About Abdominal or Abdominal Love Poems
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories: body, humor, new year,

New Years Goal


       New year, new goal.
       Laughter,
       a goal that provides
       many benefits.
       A wellness challenge.

       It makes the brain
       swim in dopamine.
       Is mood-lifting
       and removes stress.
       Increases metabolism,
       and burns my calorie consumption
                                   (I love chocolate)
       Stronger abdominal muscles
       and a well-shaped butt
       The face becomes softer
       - highlights the glow in the skin
       All this without plastic surgery
       - Goal's outcome 
                               - a win-win situation.

by Zoe Nye |
Categories: angel, angst, crazy, desire, how i feel, women, words,

Pineapple

If I told you I nearly fainted today
trying to make my pussy taste sweet for you,

(I'm allergic to pineapple,
         by the way)

and had to toss back a glassfull of baking soda
water to quiet the abdominal creature
spitting y o u are the rosebud
my dew longs to rest upon, 

would you think I was crazy? 

Funny, self, 
she does not know
how aching things rejoice in spillage,
fractures, she says 
there is stillness in God. 

See Jane pump out love poems 
for a lioness gazing at the sun. 

See Jane's words fly off with the cranes. 

Now, 
there is only us, 
and the spring.

by Alkas Poetry |
Categories: allegory, allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor, funny, humor, irony,

Controversed Procedures

Look at that kindhearted gentleman:
                   The most mature he gets,
                     further "prominence",
                      protuberance
                        abdominal...
                  Less erudition, and
                  development
                        mental... !

              Wish you to stay  the same ? eat much and exercise less...
                Exceeding , further and less love...
                Eat even further and read each
                time less, and less...


by Tony Bush |
Categories: love, autumn, love, time,

More

I love you more each second passing, 
Abdominal somersaults tell 
Of butterfly summers blazing, 
Sweet spring rain that fell. 

I love you more each minute dying, 
Acrobat heartbeats yearn 
For more time in your presence, 
Some sign of your return. 

I love you more each hour fading, 
Contortionist cravings cry 
For autumn leaves and winter snow, 
Soft silence floating by. 

I love you more each day imploding, 
Treasuring time that flew, 
Magnificent monument memories 
Of you and I, we two.

by Randy Johnson |
Categories: anniversary, death,

Conway

When a Country singer died, people felt sadness and pity.
He died thirty years ago and his name was Conway Twitty.
Conway sang "Tight Fittin' Jeans" and "I'd Love To Lay You Down".
He died of an abdominal aneurysm and sadly, he's no longer around.
He was a talented singer and his death was a devastating blow.
He was only fifty-nine when he died thirty years ago.

[Dedicated to Conway Twitty (1933-1993) who died on June 5, 1993]