Feed me your faded love, my Love
My jaded valentine
Torn from adverts personal
Smoke stained and splashed with wine
You’re not my first, I’m not you’re last
We’ll be each other’s never
Love’s just eternal ‘til it’s past
Entombed in selfish pleasure
CCG
2024-01-31
Did you write this poem? If so, very good. It reminds me of a Dorothy Parker poem. ________________________________
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This is the Valentine’s poem I recite to myself every Valentine’s eve:
Tomorrow is Saint Valentine’s Day
English source: William Shakespearehttps://oxfordsong.org/poet/william-shakespeare
Tomorrow is Saint Valentine’s day, All in the morning betime, And I, a maid at your window, To be your Valentine. Then up he rose, and donned his clothes, And dupped the chamber door. Let in the maid that out a maid Never departed more. ________________________________
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Thank you for sharing this perspective on Valentine’s Day, Carter.
Anne
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