Must I write on every card?
I hardly know the person
One word sums them up: strange
Do I actually know anyone well,
this endless lonely masquerade?
Fine! I shall write:
“Happy Birthday wishing you well on your special day”
You’ll say; “he always writes that. Boring!”
“Best Wishes on the auspicious occasion of your wedding”
You’ll say; “fancy way of saying it. Boring”
I’m sorry for being an absolute horror
I am your living nightmare.
Years of mundane tedium
The daily grind
Pain of childbirth,
The act of conception,
That was me.
May Valentine’s Day this year be an act of selfless,
enjoinments in helping others find love.
May we rejoice in the eternality of life’s worthier purpose.
Let me recount missed heartbeats in denying myself your touch.
Powerful allure of your being near for many years leaves me speechless.
What should I think, what I could say that hasn’t been said in words?
What can be said that countless embraces have not said already?
To hold you caress you, kiss you, intertwine impassioned, cry out those three words.
If that doesn’t work I’ll write
‘Happy Valentine’s Day: wishing you well on this day.’