On Valentine's Day,
There's Cards and Roses.
No need for acts or lies or poses.
Cos' there is only one thing you need to know,
As there is only one feeling you need to show.
You need to be honest, clean and sincere.
So here it goes loud and clear,
My love for you is so very great,
And it has been up to this date.
But still I'll remain your silent lover,
And leave you wondering who's undercover.
I love you with all my heart,
And ache all the time we are apart.
This poem of love is from me too you,
No matter how you feel or what you do

I mean... He took my job!

we promise not to see each other
but i see you every night
i close my eyes
and know soon you'll be in sight

i time travel in my bed
back to you, back to us
to a future where we thrive
with no fights or mistrusts

it's torture to spend all night
with you in my head
and then when morning comes
wake up all alone in bed

Tonight I dance alone, in my red robe.
Alone, with what I have come to let haunt my mind.
The temple of solitude is breached.
If I am the Soliloquist,
I have too many voices within me to be heard.
If I am the Sciamachist,
I have too many enemies to hope to win.

Tonight I dance alone, because pleasure eludes my mind.
Alone, excommunicated and,
in some sense,
left behind.