Well, unless you have a scat/fluids fetish. I would gladly ride a swan boat through a river of feces expelled by beautiful women, dressed like willy wonka but being decidedly more cheerful than on his boat ride. Come to think about it, one of my earliest sexual experiences involved waiting in the girl's locker room in high school and collecting "samples" of their fluids in unflushed bowls and pubic hair left innocently on the edge of a toilet seat.

I guess what i'm trying to say is that in order for one to bridge the gap between sexuality and love, there's no shame in utilizing the body's natural processes as a sexual item to further your connections with other people and absorb their power as your own. In a sense, I'm closer to those people than their own friends are, as I hold a piece of them, lovingly expelled and left to be cherished by me forever.

Here's how I would create a Tunnel of Digestive Love:

The beginning would be a sensual mouth shaped tunnel. Dark, red lighting, perhaps some smooth jazz playing as you ride the swan boat, gorgeous maiden in hand, and suddenly from behind you comes the rush of chunks and fluids. You see the torrential cascade flooding towards you, and you panic for a minute but it's all okay as you are drenched in bits of food and drink, just a bit gross.

The stomach brings a bit more of a stench, with vivid green and yellow lighting and the bubbling filth of stomach acid beneath the boat. At this point your maiden is having second thoughts, but you keep her in the boat.

Passing through the intestines is extremely claustrophobic. Frightening music, perhaps Verdi's "Dies Irae" blasts as you fly down the dark choked rank tunnels... but it's nothing compared to the rectum.

As you pass through the final stage of the digestive love tunnel, you find yourself in the anal cavity, with the colon and whatnot all visible and presented in your glorious brown surroundings. There is no longer water beneath the boat. It is all feces. It is at this point where the "love" factor actually comes in, as your fair maiden has quite the scat fetish and you end up completing your ride stopped in the anus scrunched down into the swan boat as the beautiful woman squats above you and shits all over you in magnificent ecstasy.