Valentines DAY

The days of love, of then since gone from my eye.

The day that I shall rue forever more..

Valentines day.

As if I had a notion of hope I pray I will never feel the faint love that purses my lips.

In my heart my soul dances with the rain and feeds off of the blood of my disires.

I know for certain this time will be memorable..

Even though .. I cry in the night for love..

Even though I am so consumed with bitter hate for this rechide holiday.

You seem to love my toil and my heartache that you say you want to take me.

Take me down the road that leads to love.

This day of love so consumed with a sex addicts fantasy can not compare to the feeling I a feeling.

Yet..

I know now the trouble with love and the disire to play with things not to be tamperd with ..

Valentines day.. Oh how I long for the sweet smell of freedom and tender kisses.

The days of love.. candied kisses and amazment.

The days when woman cry for happy things..

where men spend every penny ..

and the eldrely remenice in the candlit dinner with their lover in a frame.

I will be a lover this Valentines day...

The day of love .

Happy Valentines Day.