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It is Valentine's day and I find myself brooding 
 as I sift through thoughts both perpetual and 
 disquieting; 
 I watch the crowds as they piously enter the card 
 shop for that sanctimonious day of love and passion
 What do I know about love and the hunger games? 
 Life has sent me a series of boyfriends that go 
 swifter then they come. Leaving me in transient 
 motion and rocking frame. 
 No, I have no reverence for that clamorous day 
 of cards, blue mascara and silk slips that throne the
 bedroom with sensuous hips that swing in fervidness 
 and lust;
 I refuse to be his middle pass. Lost in a disquietude of
 feverish resentment I cling to the fantasy of saving 
 grace and heroes of the past that show amorousness 
 not with fired loins but through chivalry & courtesy;
 Yes, I thirst for the good old days of longitude and time;
 The vehemence of my strong belief originates from past
 histories that repeat without empathy and give; 
 No effervescence of full boy will ever claim my heart 
 except the love of a true one nothing else will do; 

 In this day and age of texting and sexting, glass tap 
 messages pale in my arena of love. I'd rather live in a 
 castle of fairy tales, then in a world of veneration to
 to the holy bod and boob. 
 So on this Valentine day I will part the valance of doubt 
 and hope that I can find someone who can truly be mine. 


Feb 10, 2019
Contest Name: Free Verse On Love 
Sponsor: Lu Loo 


(Amorousness, Hunger, Thirst, Vehemence, Perpetual

Disquietude, Effervescence, Fervidness, Reverence Veneration)

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