Valentine Once More
Why don’t you want to be my valentine anymore?
You must think I have become somewhat of a bore.
Okay, maybe I mumble a little and probably snore.
But you did not have to go and slam shut the door.
I am not a magician nor am I Dumbledore.
I am hoping for a sign that clearly says: “You, I adore.”
We used to play pretend I was your little whore,
you were my Bitch, my Dom, and much much more.
You used to kneel down on all your fours,
and I bore my whole inside your back door.
I’ve been dreaming of grinding you to the floor.
Loving you is my life. It is not a fucking chore.
It is not my fault I am on the other side of the shore.
Travel plans on hold because of this pandemic spore.
I beg you!!! Pleeeeeease be my valentine once more!!!
I swear I will always be forever, and sexcerely yours.
