Valentine

Tragic life long affairs are appealing on soap operas.
Perhaps there is more truth in either than one initially suspects.
And To remember the word I gave so long ago
that gives me hope, not the giver?
wow me, that is the Power of my God and King.
And today, He is also the Lover of my soul.

I stand aloof and make no mention of my soul's livid eye.
My pride masquerade excuses this small cryptic post
That lets me boast about nothing, nothing, nothing at all.
Because I am ashamed to be sat on
When it is too cruel to do the murdering myself.

Gloat, all you people.
Even if you love me and don't want to gloat.
Gloat.
And like it.