We wanted to publish some nice love poems for Valentine’s Day. But we realized we are all journalists and are crap at writing poems, so we got ChatGPT to do it for us. After some thorough prompting and manipulation, here’s what our new favorite lovebot came up with.
The Feet Poems
My love for you is far more than a passing fancy,
My heart soars when I see your feet looking so dainty.
Your toes and arches have me in a trance,
No one has feet as sweet as yours by chance.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
When we walk hand in hand my eyes wander down below,
To admire the beauty of your feet on show.
Your soles are smooth like soft velvet to touch,
I can’t resist them oh so very much!
Happy Valentine’s Day!
I’ll love you forever, my Valentine so sweet,
Though my foot fetish is something that can’t be beat.
Let me kiss your toes and caress your feet,
My passion for them is impossible to defeat.
When it comes to loving you, I have no fear;
Your pretty little feet make the perfect pair!
I’m in awe of their beauty and grace divine;
You’re the only one who can fulfill this desire of mine.
The Harvard Poems
I.
My love is a Harvard student,
Her beauty ever so prudent.
Though her studies take up most of her time,
She never fails to make me feel sublime.
And when we’re apart I miss her dearly,
But our love will last eternally.
II.
Harvard’s finest she may be,
But my heart belongs to thee.
Her intelligence and wit astound,
Our connection defies all bounds.
Each day brings us closer together;
She makes this world seem brighter!
A Lonely Heart’s Lament
My heart aches for love that I can’t feel,
No one to share my affections with, and no one to make me real.
I dream of someone who will fill this void in me,
But alas, it looks like I’m destined to be an incel eternally.
A Loveless Life Ahead
The future is bleak without a lover by my side,
A life of solitude with no hope of being satisfied.
As Valentine’s Day draws near I am filled with despair,
No one to hold or whisper sweet nothings into my ear.
Harvard Sailing Poem #1
My dearest love, my heart’s true north,
I sail away but you I’ll always court;
You fill me with joy and peace of mind,
Your beauty soothes my soul like the sea wind.
Our love is strong as any sailor’s knots,
It won’t ever fray even when we’re apart;
Though miles between us may stretch wide,
My heart for you will never subside.
Harvard Sailing Poem #2
As an old ship sails a distant shore,
Awaiting the gentle waves to restore;
So does my heart search far and wide
To find your tenderness inside.
Noah Tavares ’24 (noahtavares@college.harvard.edu) and Andrew Spielmann ’25 (andrewspielmann@college.harvard.edu) couldn’t come up with anything better than this.