Be Mine
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)
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2019
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