Whose the most romantic guy on CS? (290)
tainogirlTrincity,West Indies,, Trinidad and Tobago215 Threads 2 Polls 3,777 PostsHey guys this challenge goes out to you. What's the most romantic thing you could say that's guaranteed to make any woman on CS go absolutely weak in the knees. As you know in the animal kingdom its usually the bird with the best call that gets the ladies.
Ladies you be the judge.
Ladies you be the judge.------ This thread is Archived ------
I would Love to participate in this thread but due to the exclusive nature of my heart and its outpouring of its innermost being, I have to refrain from sharing any part of what belongs only to the woman I Love. 
------ This thread is Archived ------
BarrenPneuma: I would Love to participate in this thread but due to the exclusive nature of my heart and its outpouring of its innermost being, I have to refrain from sharing any part of what belongs only to the woman I Love.
that is sort of romantic
------ This thread is Archived ------
tainogirl: Hey guys this challenge goes out to you. What's the most romantic thing you could say that's guaranteed to make any woman on CS go absolutely weak in the knees. As you know in the animal kingdom its usually the bird with the best call that gets the ladies.
Ladies you be the judge.
Ladies you be the judge.
Hmmm... There's only one lady on CS that I'm interested in romancing and it must have worked because she married me last year.
She is my life, my love, my very reason for living. I can't imagine life without her, nor would I want to. I could live for four more years or forty or four hundred and they would all be spent trying in vain to re-pay the joy she has brought to my world. She is my everything!
I love you, J! All ways, always!
(For those not familiar with myself and my lovely lady, we remain on CS because; A. This is where we met, B. The ability to send each other virtual flowers and, C. The friends we have made and continue to make on the forums.)
------ This thread is Archived ------
I've met a very nice man here but just started talking and getting know each other. So not saying a word about who it is........
------ This thread is Archived ------
BarrenPneuma: I would Love to participate in this thread but due to the exclusive nature of my heart and its outpouring of its innermost being, I have to refrain from sharing any part of what belongs only to the woman I Love.
I can see some knees buckling already from reading this.
------ This thread is Archived ------
If you held up 11 roses into a mirror, you’d be looking at 12 of the most beautiful things in the world.
------ This thread is Archived ------
tainogirl: Hey guys this challenge goes out to you. What's the most romantic thing you could say that's guaranteed to make any woman on CS go absolutely weak in the knees. As you know in the animal kingdom its usually the bird with the best call that gets the ladies.
Ladies you be the judge.
Ladies you be the judge.
What kind of bird is it?
------ This thread is Archived ------
desmond: If you held up 11 roses into a mirror, you’d be looking at 12 of the most beautiful things in the world.
Right here is a romantic one, Des
------ This thread is Archived ------
HMMMMMMMMMMM...There's romantic men on here??????
------ This thread is Archived ------
it's paday baby . yeah !
------ This thread is Archived ------
Hugz_n_Kissez: HMMMMMMMMMMM...There's romantic men on here??????
Where
------ This thread is Archived ------
kissmedeeply: Where
I dunno...I'm looking....
------ This thread is Archived ------
Hugz_n_Kissez: I dunno...I'm looking....
right behind you
------ This thread is Archived ------
Darkhorseman: TOOO RIGHT!
Wanna drink?
No.
Wanna dance?
No.
I suppose a F**K's outa the question?
Wanna drink?
No.
Wanna dance?
No.
I suppose a F**K's outa the question?
That has to be music to any woman's ears.....
------ This thread is Archived ------
OK this was already posted here with my Love as the inspiration. There are no names so privacy is assured and it has already been posted so it is no secret.
Take one simple tear. Watching it pool delicately in the corner of her delightful sapphire orb, building like an ebb until it lunges out over her lashes like the pray from a waterfall in slow motion. It hangs precariously for a fraction of a second and drops into open space before shattering on her creamy cheek a thousand eons away. The fractions of liquid magnification create maps of the stars on her face enhancing the infinitesimal hues of her perfect skin, until they begin to be affected by gravity and gain their release from friction. As if through knowing or purpose they begin to move together gathering the droplets into a lustrous bead that once again begins its graceful decent. Leaving a glowing sheen as it washes down her face following curves so ephemeral highlighting the simplicities it encounters in greater detail than the finest art in the Lou-vre, or any private collection in existence. Wistfully it rises and falls through the contours that shade each chromatic change in her skin as it seeks to trace the most delicate lines that define her illustrious glory. Slowing as it nears the rise of her polished lips it deepens the faintest natural pink as it crests and resides for an instance or an eternity upon this dreamy landscape. The cushion of her exquisite pink lips suspending the diamond sphere, then it slides down into the heat of her pursed jeweled mouth, desperate for a lifetime in the comfort and security invoked by their promise. A shudder so slight from a smile that bursts forth like a fast forwarding of the most lush garden urges it onward and gently pries it loose from its perch to follow the traceries of yet another perfect lip, the only match in a lifetime of lifetimes to the one it crossed mere moments ago. Downward and inward back to the feathery softness of her chin, again following paths defined in the heavens it reaches the culmination of its reason d’être. Time slows to a near halt as the globe of light and sweetest salt begins extending outward beyond her being. As if knowing that it’s end is near it clings vainly against the assured. Stretching and deforming its celestial sphere into an elongation of its original form until only the slimmest portion yet has any handhold upon her purity. The saddest moment occurs as it is released to fall unseen and be forgotten. The only memory it leaves behind is the map of its journey, which in my heart and mind I could trace unerringly the rest of my days. I could easily write a book about each and every square inch of her physical body and reams upon reams to Shame the fabled collection of Alexandria about the intangibles she possesses to shame the myriad stars above. Each tome would assuredly be written in my soul and have the same favour and grace in my heart until the end of time.
Take one simple tear. Watching it pool delicately in the corner of her delightful sapphire orb, building like an ebb until it lunges out over her lashes like the pray from a waterfall in slow motion. It hangs precariously for a fraction of a second and drops into open space before shattering on her creamy cheek a thousand eons away. The fractions of liquid magnification create maps of the stars on her face enhancing the infinitesimal hues of her perfect skin, until they begin to be affected by gravity and gain their release from friction. As if through knowing or purpose they begin to move together gathering the droplets into a lustrous bead that once again begins its graceful decent. Leaving a glowing sheen as it washes down her face following curves so ephemeral highlighting the simplicities it encounters in greater detail than the finest art in the Lou-vre, or any private collection in existence. Wistfully it rises and falls through the contours that shade each chromatic change in her skin as it seeks to trace the most delicate lines that define her illustrious glory. Slowing as it nears the rise of her polished lips it deepens the faintest natural pink as it crests and resides for an instance or an eternity upon this dreamy landscape. The cushion of her exquisite pink lips suspending the diamond sphere, then it slides down into the heat of her pursed jeweled mouth, desperate for a lifetime in the comfort and security invoked by their promise. A shudder so slight from a smile that bursts forth like a fast forwarding of the most lush garden urges it onward and gently pries it loose from its perch to follow the traceries of yet another perfect lip, the only match in a lifetime of lifetimes to the one it crossed mere moments ago. Downward and inward back to the feathery softness of her chin, again following paths defined in the heavens it reaches the culmination of its reason d’être. Time slows to a near halt as the globe of light and sweetest salt begins extending outward beyond her being. As if knowing that it’s end is near it clings vainly against the assured. Stretching and deforming its celestial sphere into an elongation of its original form until only the slimmest portion yet has any handhold upon her purity. The saddest moment occurs as it is released to fall unseen and be forgotten. The only memory it leaves behind is the map of its journey, which in my heart and mind I could trace unerringly the rest of my days. I could easily write a book about each and every square inch of her physical body and reams upon reams to Shame the fabled collection of Alexandria about the intangibles she possesses to shame the myriad stars above. Each tome would assuredly be written in my soul and have the same favour and grace in my heart until the end of time.
------ This thread is Archived ------
BarrenPneuma: OK this was already posted here with my Love as the inspiration. There are no names so privacy is assured and it has already been posted so it is no secret.
Take one simple tear. Watching it pool delicately in the corner of her delightful sapphire orb, building like an ebb until it lunges out over her lashes like the pray from a waterfall in slow motion. It hangs precariously for a fraction of a second and drops into open space before shattering on her creamy cheek a thousand eons away. The fractions of liquid magnification create maps of the stars on her face enhancing the infinitesimal hues of her perfect skin, until they begin to be affected by gravity and gain their release from friction. As if through knowing or purpose they begin to move together gathering the droplets into a lustrous bead that once again begins its graceful decent. Leaving a glowing sheen as it washes down her face following curves so ephemeral highlighting the simplicities it encounters in greater detail than the finest art in the Lou-vre, or any private collection in existence. Wistfully it rises and falls through the contours that shade each chromatic change in her skin as it seeks to trace the most delicate lines that define her illustrious glory. Slowing as it nears the rise of her polished lips it deepens the faintest natural pink as it crests and resides for an instance or an eternity upon this dreamy landscape. The cushion of her exquisite pink lips suspending the diamond sphere, then it slides down into the heat of her pursed jeweled mouth, desperate for a lifetime in the comfort and security invoked by their promise. A shudder so slight from a smile that bursts forth like a fast forwarding of the most lush garden urges it onward and gently pries it loose from its perch to follow the traceries of yet another perfect lip, the only match in a lifetime of lifetimes to the one it crossed mere moments ago. Downward and inward back to the feathery softness of her chin, again following paths defined in the heavens it reaches the culmination of its reason d’être. Time slows to a near halt as the globe of light and sweetest salt begins extending outward beyond her being. As if knowing that it’s end is near it clings vainly against the assured. Stretching and deforming its celestial sphere into an elongation of its original form until only the slimmest portion yet has any handhold upon her purity. The saddest moment occurs as it is released to fall unseen and be forgotten. The only memory it leaves behind is the map of its journey, which in my heart and mind I could trace unerringly the rest of my days. I could easily write a book about each and every square inch of her physical body and reams upon reams to Shame the fabled collection of Alexandria about the intangibles she possesses to shame the myriad stars above. Each tome would assuredly be written in my soul and have the same favour and grace in my heart until the end of time.
Take one simple tear. Watching it pool delicately in the corner of her delightful sapphire orb, building like an ebb until it lunges out over her lashes like the pray from a waterfall in slow motion. It hangs precariously for a fraction of a second and drops into open space before shattering on her creamy cheek a thousand eons away. The fractions of liquid magnification create maps of the stars on her face enhancing the infinitesimal hues of her perfect skin, until they begin to be affected by gravity and gain their release from friction. As if through knowing or purpose they begin to move together gathering the droplets into a lustrous bead that once again begins its graceful decent. Leaving a glowing sheen as it washes down her face following curves so ephemeral highlighting the simplicities it encounters in greater detail than the finest art in the Lou-vre, or any private collection in existence. Wistfully it rises and falls through the contours that shade each chromatic change in her skin as it seeks to trace the most delicate lines that define her illustrious glory. Slowing as it nears the rise of her polished lips it deepens the faintest natural pink as it crests and resides for an instance or an eternity upon this dreamy landscape. The cushion of her exquisite pink lips suspending the diamond sphere, then it slides down into the heat of her pursed jeweled mouth, desperate for a lifetime in the comfort and security invoked by their promise. A shudder so slight from a smile that bursts forth like a fast forwarding of the most lush garden urges it onward and gently pries it loose from its perch to follow the traceries of yet another perfect lip, the only match in a lifetime of lifetimes to the one it crossed mere moments ago. Downward and inward back to the feathery softness of her chin, again following paths defined in the heavens it reaches the culmination of its reason d’être. Time slows to a near halt as the globe of light and sweetest salt begins extending outward beyond her being. As if knowing that it’s end is near it clings vainly against the assured. Stretching and deforming its celestial sphere into an elongation of its original form until only the slimmest portion yet has any handhold upon her purity. The saddest moment occurs as it is released to fall unseen and be forgotten. The only memory it leaves behind is the map of its journey, which in my heart and mind I could trace unerringly the rest of my days. I could easily write a book about each and every square inch of her physical body and reams upon reams to Shame the fabled collection of Alexandria about the intangibles she possesses to shame the myriad stars above. Each tome would assuredly be written in my soul and have the same favour and grace in my heart until the end of time.
winner
------ This thread is Archived ------
Hugz_n_Kissez: That has to be music to any woman's ears.....
Yep, I'll kiss your ears.
------ This thread is Archived ------
Of course it's you hands down Mark...BUT you're already taken so you don't count....You have one lucky lady.... 
------ This thread is Archived ------
Of course it's you hands down Mark...BUT you're already taken so you don't count....You have one lucky lady....
------ This thread is Archived ------
This Thread is Archived
This Thread is archived, so you will no longer be able to post to it. Threads get archived automatically when they are older than 3 months.
« Go back to All Threads
« Go back to All Threads
More Threads
The weird and the random facts around the world
The GOP Representatives owned by Vladimir Putin
Who will be The Last Person To Post... VERSION FOUR
More Proof The GOP is a Criminal Organization
Unions support Democrats!
Karen McDougal - Playmate Model will testify in Hush Money Trial
s*xual skills
Democrats destroyed America
Would you hire this guy - for any job?
Ladies
More Threads
Report threads that break rules, are offensive, or contain fighting. Staff may not be aware of the forum abuse, and cannot do anything about it unless you tell us about it. click to report forum abuse »
If one of the comments is offensive, please report the comment instead (there is a link in each comment to report it).
If one of the comments is offensive, please report the comment instead (there is a link in each comment to report it).
Stats for this Thread
6,880 Views
289 Comments
Created: Nov 2008
Last Viewed: Apr 19
Last Commented: Nov 2008
0 Likes
Related Forums
- The weird and the random facts around the world
- The GOP Representatives owned by Vladimir Putin
- Who will be The Last Person To Post... VERSION FOUR
- More Proof The GOP is a Criminal Organization
- Unions support Democrats!
- Karen McDougal - Playmate Model will testify in Hush Money Trial
- s*xual skills
- Democrats destroyed America
- Would you hire this guy - for any job?
- Ladies