To me, asking,
“Will you be my Valentine?”
on the anniversary of a saint’s beheading
is like asking,
“May I chop off your head?”
It just doesn’t have that same romantic ring.
Some call February 14th, “Single Awareness Day.”
Some find this depressing.
But for the strongly independent,
We don’t need to tell someone, “You complete me.”
Each of us already is complete.
What’s so depressing about that?
And in case you missed them, yesterday's:
My beautiful one,
how I desire to hold you...
St. Valentine's Day,
or Single Awareness Day?
With you, the former.
All four of these have been submitted to the University of South Carolina-Aiken's poetry club, the Guild of Poetic Intent, for a Valentine's Day event Monday and Tuesday. I'll try to go Monday to help distribute these poems on paper hearts (and candy!).