Happy Valentines
Walking to class on this lovely February 14th
it seems as if God has decided to be frank.
Rain collects in my hair and soaks through my shoes.
Precipitation penetrates, consumes my conscious.
On this epitomal v-day we have a v for truth
fantasy has taken one for the team.
Romance recedes and all I feel is me.
I'm made high by music,
delivered through these fresh white plugs.
For those as predisposed toward irony as myself,
this day proves idealistic.
And if there are those who would object to my truth,
whose dispositions are lessened by this day,
then I sympathize.
However, I should hope that you have enough inner light,
provided by your burgeoning love, to last the day.
But, for me, now, thankfully, this day could not be brighter.
it seems as if God has decided to be frank.
Rain collects in my hair and soaks through my shoes.
Precipitation penetrates, consumes my conscious.
On this epitomal v-day we have a v for truth
fantasy has taken one for the team.
Romance recedes and all I feel is me.
I'm made high by music,
delivered through these fresh white plugs.
For those as predisposed toward irony as myself,
this day proves idealistic.
And if there are those who would object to my truth,
whose dispositions are lessened by this day,
then I sympathize.
However, I should hope that you have enough inner light,
provided by your burgeoning love, to last the day.
But, for me, now, thankfully, this day could not be brighter.