agentstrange

Valentine's Day is here. The massive collection of Hallmark-induced orgasms is finally upon us. There's alot wrong with the holiday but still it makes me sad that I'll spend it alone. I might be cynical, but I was a hopeless romantic first. Oh well, cest' la vie.

I didn't update today to complain though. I have a special valentine and an impromptu poem for one hell of girl.

Here you go Christina.

I think it captures my childish charm well don't you?

Here's a poem, quickly written, but one I wrote for you none the less.

Awash in a sea of thoughts, my mind does often occupy itself with you

Azure waves of conciousness hold feelings of joy,
boundless as the ocean and deeper than my words can describe

Struggling for breath, thoughts and feelings come togther to form words that pale in comparison to how I truly feel

In my intellectual infancy I fear I cannot do you justice

Slowly, through you, I begin to uncover my humanity, buried by years of hurt and cynicism

Each smile, each kind thought, warms the heart I fear had long since grown cold and still

Revitalized by our time together, my soul approaches its zenith

Lofting it to a place higher than the domain of any cherub

To place known only as "Your Love"

Hmm, I know. It's a bit cheezy and upolished, but I told you I would write you one because you deserve it. I hope you like it.

"In the end the love you take is equal to the love you make"