The Online Romance

beautiful_accident said:I took this a different way...

Late Friday night

His avatar was a rippling, sweat-covered chest...
Not the avatar of an intellectual,
but I do enough thinking-- need more doing
and his name..
10in4U
I'm thinking he's not a carpenter
he might want to lay something
wood might be involved...
but.. yeah.. my vagina's doing the thinking..

I answer the doorbell- open the window
take the chance, answer his "HAY!"
ask him what he does in that neighboring town
must be physical with all those muscles
and he's a bodybuilder with a college degree
(not in English, I hope)
he's never been married and there are no kids
and he likes his girls thick- good news for me
so I go for a drive in total realization
my vagina's in total control

We meet at the coffeeshop and can't help but notice
his muscles are hidden under a thick layer of fat
His teeth poke out from a thick grayish film
I doubt he's a body builder
I doubt he's a college graduate
I doubt he's human
and I doubt
when I arrive home
I will need that toy therapy
or a cold shower
to put my vagina back in line

He asks me back to his place
gives me directions, I repeat them back
and though I've lived here all my life
I still somehow got lost

I loved it ha ha great poem

Hi diddi,
I wanna post a "long" poetry written some while ago on the very same topic started by you,so exciting any word limits here ....else I would post that long one (all my longings written ..lol)

Go for it I look forward to your post

Hope its not toooo long a write
its about those lingering thoughts & dreams of nearness ,with the onlne letters n glitches ,with my fantasized word splashes  

(titled ) Love Bug Vs Google Glitch

I-Reminiscence

Engulfed with sweet tangerine
tingling thoughts of you,
All trickling down in a trooping
tangential discipline within
The ganglionic ‘garbage’ globes
of the indomitable grey goblet,
Densely, pervasively percolating
as deliquescent dulcet dollops,
Pickled to perfection by generous
acidic gallons of acrid separation,
A sage now of an isolated island,
profound with manifold elucidation,
Crystallized dark with the purified and
the rarified of those rambled ravings!

II-Returning Reverie

Still the very synopsis of your retrieval
reverie that I relentlessly relish,
Makes it a rejoicing soul inquiry
of a classical cheery theory no fuzzy!
An evergreen fluorescent pigmentation
in a sudden transformation, all
Mushrooming smileys springing back with
creamy cherubic life lilts from the
Sporulated dormant spell so spastic,
rapidly grasping all the humidified warmth
And moistened affection exuding
by your illusion-automated presence,
Barricades of non-communication
boring holes with a strong Marxist plea
Of inseparable unison, all the indiscriminately
inundated erosion gleefully
Building and bridging again by this
forethought happening grippingly!

III – Lyrical Letter

As a prelude to your rousingly awaited arrival,
Now temporally accentuated
In sculpting a variegated verbose verses
Of our intricately indulgent intimacy,
With all with the monstrous killing
Spree of Pattinson’s vampire instinct,
To chivalrously cherish our mellifluous meadows
Shared, all terrifically mind-tattooed,
And no-quixotic knightly rescuing the still sharable
Futuristic, no-fictitious, space from extinct;
Verbose warriors with targeted penetration
Impregnating them forever in your delicately
Seasoned thyme and rosemary heartland,
Propelling your arrival to this longing
Barren fallowed never never land,
Instantly mutating it to stupidly
Cupidity struck Newfoundland,
Abound with asaparagy and gingery
Absorbingly amorous passion land!

IV- Glitches, a Love Reassurance

With heaps of hopes wrapped in all those
Tiny tactile verbal warriors in strong dose,
Imprinted with tonnes of hues and tunes,
Of unsaid yearnings and unheard melodies,
On the frail and lifeless yet cryptic cellulose,
Bearing all reunion remedies
for our desolation maladies,
Invincibly uploading all these
hearty musical mélange
Into the electronic page, as soft as
your solange bosom,
The hope laden omen gets
a horrendous twist out of the blues,
Just buzzed the SEND button
to render you my soul stirring craft
Bubbling “Oo”s like scoops of scrap,
flashing wickedly my screen
Barbarously displaying,
”Oops, server error occurred and
Your email not sent “,
like a seismographic tremor was
My shaken self, mind of the
doomsday Nostradamus,
Instantly and nonchalantly
recuperating with a magical Messi flick
Only to staggeringly survive
with your rhapsodically revival hopes!
My mind as stern and firm of the Nazi dictator,
Pronouncing with an arrogant grin.,
All the glitches in the Google
Dare not a dampening debacle
Of our eternal clasps and clutches,
as we are a super duper soul couple,
Engraved even in gravest of the graves
As unison beyond all comprehension!

Nice work , a touch too descriptive but that's just my opinion and that isn't by any means me trying to castigate your work it's excellent , I noticed the American spellings , this intrigued me somewhat

well done everyone and thanks for a great competition :)

I loved this competition Paul. Like all of the previous
competitions. Look forward for more.

Congrats Anando and Grace.

Congratulatins to Sumeet Panigrahi!
Which one of Sumeet's poems was the winner?
Also to Congrats Anando and Grace as runners up!
jj

Ouch was a winner for me by whitewand although he posted some other great ones too as did everyone

Congratulations our Sumeet for winning the competition! Yay! and Anandosen too...yay, me!