Waxing poetic on the refrigerator

Everyone's seen them, those magnetic word sets for the refrigerator that you use to make poems, sentences, or anything that suits your fancy. We have a set on our refrigerator and I'd like to share the inspiration that overcame the word-artistes in our family. I only wish I knew which child composed which saying or phrase.

I do know that I started it all with the following poem. (All the '/' you see denote the use of a separate letter.)

summer

a symphony of languid moan/s
dream/y in their mean/ing
no frantic moment/s I will have
drunk in my garden play/ing

Now here are the rest of the works.

please smear only luscious chocolate lather


fluff still think/s like his puppy


eat then swim in honey


y not fall from my death


peach/es can sea my shadow


the blue milk is gone


rock these shake/ing gorgeous pink butt/s


purple sordid juice incubate/s


crush winter with ugly finger/s


why leave a man when his enormous apparatus fiddle/s a beauty/ful woman


worship a moon


after skin would white wind cry


you tell spring to iron rain


lie on her drool & you/r tongue will chant red flood/ed goddess


take not but stare at the bitter language


life shot the boy


I have black mist/ed dress/es heave in sweat


rob a gift club and lust repulsive/ly


lick raw meat & like it


i egg/ed pound/s