Did AI break this site?

[onehitwanda]

My lover's skin be pink 'neath linen sheet,
her limbs extended, arching milky pale -
strained, each breath a panting, desperate wail
while sweat beads slickly, warmed by warming heat.

Moonlight dapples skin and nipple dark
as tongue and tooth begin their languid dance
and down the shadowed valley stately prance
and, there parting, find their long-sought mark

I gasp a breath, shift, slip my digit smooth
twixt scented, smooth-shav'd curves;
I taste my lover, feel her quiv'ring urge
and - gentle as the night - her urge I sooth.

But morning comes too soon, my dream departs:
and takes with it my broken widow's heart.

Iambic Pentameter sucks donkey dick in hell. I need to go gargle some vinegar to get the taste out of my mouth.

 

[EmilyMiller]

That sounds like an interesting challenge.

Tamara and Tamara and Tamara
Sits on her pretty butt as I have paid
Her lithe limbs are bound with cords and twine
As with my whip and crop I sear her flesh
Her whimpers might be prayers

 

[EmilyMiller]

Tamara and Tamara and Tamara
Sits on her pretty butt as I have paid
Her lithe limbs are bound with cords and twine
As with my whip and crop I sear her flesh
Her whimpers might be prayers

I might have to do a Shakespeare writing prompt one week