Tomorrow ♥️

Cool fool, not a tool
Just all dovey and in
Love-y loses sense to
Fund his senses it's a
Common problem if
A fool falls in love, he
Has no commonsense,
Looking for passion in
All the right places.
Sensation excitement
Kisses and embraces
We are all fools when
We are in love. Cool?

It’s Tuesday the 13th. In February this means that the day that follows is V-Day, a saint’s day that for no particular reason I can see is designated for lovers and intimate dinners. The ultra-romantic in me is moved by Valentines Day 💝 but today’s poem is an offering of the silly rather than the sentimental.

There will come

Your possessions, one day 
Will be wrecked by love. You
Won't mind. Love is, as they
Say blind. It means more to
You then the simple things
You own. Or the fancy stuff
You've collected. Love brings
A different perspective. Off
The cuff, I would say it makes
Allowances. Even your pets
Know what to keep or break.
The marks on your table, let's
Let that be. Hallmarks to mark
Love's easy familiarity. Forgot
The coaster. Again. It's a dark
Spot. Next time, I'll, well, not...