Marry me!
Marry me and we'll move away to the sea.
I'll caress your sweet face...
Broadsword, you are ace!
I long for the day to touch your sweet lips
And fondle your moobs with my delicate fingertips.
( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 7 Apr 2008, 1:02, archived)

Your words are nectar to my soul
One day we shall be wed
And hand in hand we shall stroll
Towards my kingsize bed

Once there we shall indulge
in some tender lovin
I'll get my trouser bulge
& shove it in your muffin
( broadsword now that's fresh, Mon 7 Apr 2008, 1:09, archived)

*swoons*

( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 7 Apr 2008, 1:11, archived)