VALENTINES (A Poetic Response)

Rose: "Since it's coming up. Can you write about Valentines day? Or something to that occasion?"

Response:

Valentines day, so what is it? For real?
Do we even know how it makes us feel?
Do you follow suite just as they say?
Or beat your own drum, your own way?
To me, nothing is worse than what is expected.
To bow to what others have erected.
Valentines day should be about Love
It's a feeling of lightness; to fly like a dove
To forgive those around you who cause you pain
Not to search for Love in vain
Love is tricky and difficult to gage
It's hard to understand at any age
So broad in nature yet sharp as a blade
It's the stuff from which legends are made
To look into your eyes and see
A glimpse of the soul, happy and free
It is a rare thing it's true
For love is not found, it finds you
It defines you, refines you until you grow old
It is the core of our being, the essence of our soul
Whether we like or love it is always same
The passions that drive us can never be tamed
If Love finds you may it never leave
For the rest of your life shall you grieve
And for now I leave you in time
For you to find your true love....your Valentine

- Acerbus Amor

Location:Cleveland, Ohio