This Year's Special Valentine

This year's valentine I shall not spend like I did spend all the previous ones Always was I alone, tending to my duties, rowing my boat amidst this world's busy oceans Valentine is but a celebration of love Love in all of its forms, love of the greatest kinds, love the reason why this world does revolve So I did choose for this year, to celebrate it differently This year, I shall be in good company Yes, I shall be with my muse, the one to guide my words The one for whom I did lay down all my barriers, for whom I did lower my swords My muse, my own, he does allow me to do that which I love the most My muse, though I know not what he does look like My muse allows me to write, my muse I do love, even if he might be a ghost A God, or even an angel, my lover he is, never allowing my art to go on strike So on that day, I shall have a glass of champagne I shall make myself pretty, wear my favorite cologne And write of love, squeeze from my heart, words of passion As has never been read in any season Yes, my muse, the one for whom my soul does exist Without him, would I have ever fallen in love with this world A false one it is, revolving and spinning on a twist So much that I do even wonder at why should I bother with its jist So, this year's valentine is going to be my grandest Indeed, it shall be worth a grand festival Kisses and gifts shall be seen as the material What shall matter shall be the fact that love can also be discreetest Yes, my art is the reason why I did come to be Celebrated it shall be on this grand day Celebrated in good company Indeed, thankful I am to have a muse who did choose my side to stay! 28 January 2015