I know this is one of those holidays that is wonderful if you have a Valentine, but maybe hell if you don't. So, for those of you who don't have a Valentine, do something nice for yourself and be your own Valentine. Or, you can hand out roses to homeless people and spread the spirit of love. I know some people express their Valentine's Day spirit by protesting restaurants that serve fois gras -made by force feeding and creating the diseased livers of a sick duck or goose. Their love is shown by sharing their knowledge of the cruel practices against animals. I think Valentine's Day does not just have to be about romantic love between 2 people. So find your way and go for it.
Here are 3 poems - one of a love gone wrong and the other two true love poems:
the importance of underwear
she told grandma she was just dropping off a shirt
instead she quickly and stealthily removed my underwear
took all my drawers from the drawers, in fact
when asked
she replied
these were our special garments
symbols of our love
can't bear for another to see you
to touch you
to love you
in them
couldn't actually get irked
after all, she did buy them for me
the hearts
the silk
the cartoon characters
some little tokens of her need
not sure at all what happened to us
one day I woke up and just didn't have any desire
to see her
to touch her
so I asked her to move out
she cried and asked me why
I just said I needed my space - need it back
maybe that was the truth
when she was tearfully packing her stuff in boxes
had a moment of sudden weakness
almost called it off - but I didn't
now she's long gone
I am happy and relieved
ok with being alone
but
gotta admit
I do miss that underwear!
she told grandma she was just dropping off a shirt
instead she quickly and stealthily removed my underwear
took all my drawers from the drawers, in fact
when asked
she replied
these were our special garments
symbols of our love
can't bear for another to see you
to touch you
to love you
in them
couldn't actually get irked
after all, she did buy them for me
the hearts
the silk
the cartoon characters
some little tokens of her need
not sure at all what happened to us
one day I woke up and just didn't have any desire
to see her
to touch her
so I asked her to move out
she cried and asked me why
I just said I needed my space - need it back
maybe that was the truth
when she was tearfully packing her stuff in boxes
had a moment of sudden weakness
almost called it off - but I didn't
now she's long gone
I am happy and relieved
ok with being alone
but
gotta admit
I do miss that underwear!
By the Sea
By the sea sunning - you and me
On a mountain high we will touch the sky
In a valley low to the streams we go hoping ........
dreaming walking the trail hoisting the sail riding the rail
driving the car we always go far running ....... striving
Back lit dark room our love is in bloom
In the big chair you kissing my hair
On my soft bed me stroking your head feeling ........ loving
Jealousy
Don't be a Doubting Thomas!
You are the butter on my toast.
Just because I notice a Tom, Dick or Harry doesn't mean it's not you that floats my boat.
No need for jealousy or a prohibition policy specifically and generally not to be confused with occasionally.
You are the pinnacle THE HE - to me - all others are merely chopped liver (see above)
The Hero.... the Winner .... the Star
Just get in the car I'm not goin' far without you, handsome.
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