I’ve no need of a Valentine reminder when in you I already have my saintly Goddess!

Love is in the air!

By Stanley Collymore

 

Do I love you? Of course I do as I always said I would,

unquestionably wanted to and solemnly promised to

you then, and as I still do, that I shall forever carry

on loving you. And do you want to know why?

Because I really and truthfully do love you!

And nothing that I know of or could ever

conceivably foresee will ever alter that

fact, which for me is a constant and

undeviating reminder of and also

a committed and my enduring

reality of how precisely it is

that I actually feel for you.

So bearing all that seriously and objectively in

mind I don’t see why I should permit myself

in any shape or sense to either logically or

as a perceived matter of fact willingly or

unthinkingly on this annually paraded

and vastly commercially conceived

postulation with its conspicuously

attendant commercially devised

bandwagon, whose financially

compensated beneficiaries

cynically and covetously

prey on these vulnerable

and credulous morons.

 

Themselves irrationally more preoccupied with the

ephemeral and populous notion of being in love

rather than uprightly, studiously and eruditely

concentrating on and cultivating, as a matter

of choice, their own productive conception

of love which, accordingly, could then be

generously expanded into formulating a

distinct and tailored form of love that

transparently meets and fulfils their

own identifiable, individual needs;

not the desires of the collective

masses as is so unashamedly

disseminated. And why it is my dearest Darling that

there’s an enormous world of difference between

what I unalterably feel for you and will forever

carry on doing so, and what these plethora of

toadying and credulous fools, manipulatively,

premeditatedly ensnared by the counterfeit

trappings of every foisted St. Valentine’s

Day thrust on them, and the financially

motivated superfluities churned out ad nauseum

by the carpetbaggers of that trade that overly

support these monetary intrigues, allowing

themselves to be influenced it’s right and

hence to routinely do. Quite improper I

would say for the likes of you and me

and why emphatically it’s a senseless

game I categorically wouldn’t even

contemplate being associated with

in any possible way far less so in

an entire month of Sundays opt

to play! For love I indomitably

feel should judiciously never

be a profit making activity;

and won’t ever be so for

those who actually like

me rightly believe in

taking it seriously!

 

© Stanley V. Collymore

28 January 2016.

 

 

Author’s Remarks:

As you celebrate either of your own free volition or at the dictates of those with a marked and graspingly manipulative agenda just remember that true love is and has never been a “commodity” that can be bought and sold but rather is a combination of personal and other meaningful factors that of their own accord as well as having purposely been encouraged by those concerned developed between two individuals that truly and lovingly cared for each other and to whom all else within that amorous and loyal equation is significantly secondary and even tertiary!

 

So bearing that in mind do enjoy your St. Valentine’s Day, which from my perspective should be personally celebrated everyday, and strange as it might seem often is by those who genuinely care for each other; and not simply consigned to just one day in the year that’s publicly designated by those whose only purpose is to make money out of it and your supposed affections for some other person.