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Forever Valentine

I never thought that I would feel like this
that I would find you here with me this day
with me on knees before your naked kiss
a promising of your forever stay

so giving wet as hands begin their task
and soft yet wetter still as slow they move
that you may finally see behind my mask
that I in every way my loving prove

I am dripping with you, your gentle rain
my lips find yours as you will find the hole
you in the muddy place of your spent pain
me soaked in muddy rain, my muddy toll

I spread leaves over you, forever mine
your shallow grave, forever Valentine

Vomit in my Mouth

You love birds make me sick
Valentines day what a
load of shit, the men who
say they love it
Ladies, they're just
lying to get abit

Vomit in my mouth
Like old mate down south
Valentines day
A wife and mistress to please
all in one day

Happy Valententines you say
Cost a bloke a fortune
just to get a lay
Happy Valentines get fucked go away
You're not getting my pay
No Way!

Love Stinks

It's that time of the year again...
Valentine's Day!,
Ladi freakin' dah!
Boy loves girl,
But girl loves his best friend,
In the end it'll always be the same.
Sick of the meaningless heart shaped box of chocolates,
cheap plastic flowers, and I'm so sick of the cheesy cards.
And I'm so done with couples who flaunt themselves around acting as if they are so picture perfect.
Speaking in nauseating, baby-talk as they parade around in matching outfits that say " He's mine", " She's mine".
Then they complain when they hear their single friends whine that they want the kind of love that they have.
Call me bitter,
Call me angry,
Call me melancholy, but I'll tell you.
Love stinks.
Tired of feeling as if I'm pathetic if I don't have anyone to celebrate with,
Hate the pressure of finding a date for just a night when really I want a lifetime of love.
Call me bitter,
Call me angry,
Call me melancholy, but I'll tell you.
Love stinks.

Three chords and some caterwauling previously submitted to DUP about a heartbreak.


See and hear the video:   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JvQXrRD-5oI


Read the drama:

Tom Foolery

I tried a diamond  ring round your finger  
But you held out for a band of black coal 
Married to the memories that linger
In the boarded up tavern of your soul

I lit a lamp to help you find your way  
But this guide's tour you didn't want to see
As your heart turned blind and started to stray 
Miles away from roses and reverie  

Chorus

There's a little girl inside who you  put  under lock and key
Like long lost family heirlooms and favorite jewelry
You let her out for air once and she sang like a chickadee
The lady I fell in love with calling me Tom Foolery


Didn't want you sliding off the bar stool 
On to a hard floor of pain and regret
But last call tolled for only this damned fool 
Left with the love of his life to forget

You can play heartbreak songs on the jukebox
Working from budweisers to the top shelf
As drunks stir their lines with lies on the rocks 
In the end you can only blame yourself 

Repeat chorus

And another one about the same gal though a different time.  The relationship is long over but at least I was able to express my hurt creatively.

See and hear the video:  https://youtu.be/pephgJpJJ-s

Read the drama:


Lovers in the Rough

If by chance we had met
In an alternate past
Gamblers might place their bets
On our passion to last

But ours was a stacked deck
No chance in hell to win
A honeymoon train wreck
Strangers drowning in gin

Chorus
Lovers like you and me
Lovers like you and me
Lovers like you and me
Were never meant to be

We're lovers in the rough
We're lovers in the rough
We're lovers in the rough
Who never loved enough

Losing the will to fight
As the fickle moon wanes
We could pray through the night
To the Saint of the rains

To wash away our fears
To give us strength and hope
But after the shed tears
We still had too much rope.

Repeat chorus

Bridge
Such a fool to believe
Them loving words you said
Just some tricks up your sleeve
Made a grave of my bed

Restless night with no sleep
Finger nails digging dirt
Head over heels too deep
In a dark den of hurt

Repeat Chorus

Another older submission though not about me nor my exes


Chattel and Dung

You spend an hour at the CVS
Scouring the greeting card aisle
Hoping photography or some poem
Catches your eye.
A token to prove that you care
While not scaring
Him away.

While he sits on a squalid toilet
By his room at Mother’s house
Thumbing through Tijuana brochures.
Counting the coin
He’ll pocket after chewing you
Up and shitting
You away.

You fart, you snore,
You moan, you whine:
Please don't be my Valentine.

Cannibal Love

Red like hearts
pink like lungs
deep purple like liver
organ meat
carved and served
warm and raw
fed to the insatiable beasts
we love so dearly
until we find ourselves
hollow and hungry
in need of sustenance
desperate to dine
we take our meals
from questionable sources
with quiet prayers
that it won't poison
those at home
still waiting to be fed

Killing Valentine

his name is beloved
and beloved is mine
he resides within my circle
of tattooed red hearts

his words of love are so divine
he makes me yearn all the time
his words they caress my mortal coil
all my words in answer are pretty poems

but his eyes is straying
his heart is lying
and his arms are  longing
for someone else

this knife I will hide
in the folds of my pillows
and tonight after love
he will feel the depth

of my love, my passion
planted in the poison
on the tip of the blade
and his heart will bleed

my handsome Valentine!

Hepcat, TinaLouise, Ms. Jackson, Quill, Astyanax, Trix & Lady Grace. . .Great Entries. . .Thank You!

"The Letter Unread"
Dented and welted, bruised and beaten with the unmistakable smell of Satan’s putrid smoke impregnating my clothes covered in scars of battle are these words I write, while I am discoloured and admittedly internally disfigured is thy heart still brighter then Time’s Square on a New Year’s evening I am and forever shall continue to be. Though Hell you have made me walk through, walk through it again wounded with no time to heal I would if it meant seeing your face or hearing your  crazy voice even for but a fleeting second upon a shooting star vanishing faster than it is visible. I would swim from sea to sea if it would make you see that (as hard as this is to say) that it was not I, but rather you who have changed. Yet I beseech you to know that that the cries of necessity for these words to be said proved but too contagious to ignore. Three words to you I must say whether or not the connection of mutuality is severed or made possible by even the thinnest of fraying strings matters not, for words spoken from the truest of depths of a heart torn acknowledges not the facts sought petty. And though I say knowingly that I want more than anything to see you again the reality is, is that losing you has made me realize with eyes newly opened that without you I can fly, though that said, this world would cry a hundred million waterfalls if you should die, and so I say hold your head up high and spread your wings because I know you can fly! You were always a hero, inspiration, and best friend I have ever known I love you no matter what. You are strong, beautiful, intellectual and capable of whatever dream you wish to chase and with that I say good-bye.

“Broken Love”
Our love I thought was true, unbreakable and irresistible
But I guess I was just playing the fool.
For you left without a warning,
No conversation, no salutation
Just an abrupt ending
That left me reeling.
Five years of commitment
Thrown away for five minutes of enjoyment
At the body of another.
But yet you continue to persist,
Pestering with texts and
On my doorstep you wait for me to return home...
What part of me do you think you still
Own?!?!?
Your decision you have made written in stone!
Though I wish you the best of luck
For pregnancy is rarely ever easy.
But I wish it was mine,
I hope the ring I gave to you
Loses its shine,
Now leave me be
Alone
With this
Broken love of mine!

The anxiety
Of what to do
Roses? Dinner?
Will she like these panties or this bra?
And then lovemaking in the bed
to make it that much more special.

How about a blowjob and a beer
While I watch Shark Tank?
I will kiss you when I finish.

V-DAY ON SALE

Walking a fine line
that one never sees,

Springtime in winter
came early for me.

The coming of Heart Day,
Valentine's gift,

Tectonic physics;
things started to shift.

My boat kept on course
while I stayed alert,

Not even a girl
with whom he would flirt.

He just dropped the ball,
now that really hurt.

I sit here and write
like any ol' jerk.

Feeling pathetic, HA
that ought to work.

I think I'll call Rocky
(yeah!)
she knows the score.

We'll get fat on ice cream
dressed up as whores.

Tomorrow, when I
decide to pretend

The day for lovers
will come to an end,

Rocky and I, boy,
we'll have such a LAWF

Shopping for chocolates
On sale, all "half-off"!


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