Valentine’s is bullshit
People, too, who only say
They love you
The swinging dick
The phony maiden
All requite in passion
And hormonal justifications
And for what
A myth, a tale, a skull
No
Love is not candy
Love is not lace
Nor leather
Nor a face
It is action
It is calm
It is acceptance
And belief
A nudge
Turned persistence
A choice
Turned commitment
Take the hearts
The poems
The posies
Toss them in a sea
But never ever
Expect me
To bow or bend
If you slight my love
Or just love, generally
