Washington Post poetry competition

The Washington Post held a competition and asked to write two lines of rhyming poems. The first line would be romantic, but the second line would be romantic, and the second line would be romantic. Below are some selected works.
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My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you has screwed up my life
My heart, my love, my beautiful wife,
My life is in your hands.

I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming.
Your appearance vaguely falls into a dream,
So I woke up in a scream.

Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.
Kind, intelligent, passionate, and sexy,
Unfortunately, none of these accounts for you.

Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss,
But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed.
Love is the blessing of the last day, how beautiful love is,
But I slept with you just because I drank too much.

I thought that I coshould love no other
-- That is until I met your brother.
I thought I only love you
Until I met your second cousin.

Roses are red, violets are blue, Sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the Sugar Bowl's empty and
So is your head.
Charming Violet, bright red rose, sweet sugar, as beautiful as you are.
But the violet will fade, the Rose will yellow, and the Sugar Bowl will be empty, just like your head.

I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But don't take that paper bag off your face.
I desire your gentle hug,
But don't remove the mask from your face.

I love your smile, your face, and your eyes
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
I love your bright eyes, your face, your smile,
Damn it, I am lying, don't write a draft!

My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?
Love, you just suffocate me,
Where did you get your breath together?

My feelings for you no words can tell,
Could t for maybe "go to hell ."
My affection for you cannot be put into words,
In addition to the phrase "roll one side "!

What Should red this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
What inspired my passionate poems?
Two vodka cups and one sour lemon.