Valentines You Say

She waits for me beyond this shower certain. I could open it, and be anything I choose to be. I could have stashed a box of chocolates behind the towels, and rush into the bedroom with them, and a Hallmark. Is it my rebellious sprit that has stopped me from behaving this way, because I don’t want to be told this is the day I should express my love to her. Could it be that I see her as more than a piece of meat, stepping into my trap so that I shall have my way with her on a prescribed day of the year. I can’t stop myself from thinking of the saying “Give the people what they want” But what if what they want is a stupid idea created by Madison Avenue profiteers. Yeah, well anyway, there’s a box of chocolates, a Hallmark, a bouquet of flowers, a heart shaped necklace, and a cute little bear that does a dance and sings "it’s ladies night" waiting for her. Yes I am a sell out, and I will not try to disguise it with a maybe. When they bring me up on charges for being a conformist, they’ll use that against me. My only defense will be… “It made me feel so damn good to see my baby smile.”