Valentine's Day 2026

((This is a dedication poem))

I love the way you hold my heart
And I never wish for us to part
I love the way you calm my fears
I wish for you to be mine for years

I love it when you tell me truths
It makes my fears calm and soothed
I love it when we laugh together
And create trust that is forever

Best of all I love that you are mine
And I'm so euphoric I met you, Lonestar 79..

@Lonestar79
 
A Triolet for the Valentineless

And once again it’s Cupid’s Day
And once again he’s missed his mark
My heart like weather cold and grey
And once again it’s Cupid’s Day
So in my empty bed I’ll lay
Alone, untouched in winter’s dark
And once again it’s Cupid’s Day
And once again he’s missed his mark
 
He held me down
not in silence,
not in shadow,
but in certainty.

He held me down
like roots hold earth
when the wind forgets its manners.
Like gravity keeps the moon
from drifting too far from home.

He held hands at my wrists
not to conquer,
but to steady.
Not to quiet my fire,
but to meet it.

There is something holy
in the way he anchored me
the weight of him
a promise,
between my thighs
as he entered my covenant.

In a world that pulls and scatters,
He thrust deeper and deeper in
While they watched awaiting their turn
One by one they climbed on the Mary go round

Remind my racing heart
that he told me to be a good girl
Held down no place to go
Pinned as they drilled me with their powerful tool.

Claimed by my stepdad and friends
As mom went to work the night shift
If love is a battlefield,
then let this be a truce:
Their strength over mine,
As they overpower, alcohol on their breath
Hands intertwined.

This Valentine,
I am reminded of that night
Them riding me like a Harley
until the only thing surrendering
is my doubt.
 
Valentine’s Day

Sitting next to you on the sofa,
my arm around your shoulder,
your bare feet tucked under you,
we talk in whispers like we
were a pair of cat burglars
pilfering the silverware, the
owners asleep upstairs.
The bouquet I brought home
for you is vase-stuffed in the
center of the dining room table,
its violet and orange blossoms,
your favorites, grandstanding
loudly in that quiet space not
even a sunbeam dare disturb.
I’m reminded when I sat there
years ago, scratching out long
letters to you a thousand miles
away, mailing one only to rush
home and begin writing another,
the time between insufferable.
It seems mad now to have felt
such anguish, to have been so
starved for your breath and touch,
when I hold you close like this;
when I know I can just turn
your face to mine and fall into
your eyes forever.
 
A Triolet for Gaia


On Valentine’s Day, I honor you,
Earth’s steady, grounding grace,
Air’s whisper soft and true,
On Valentine’s, I honor you,

Water gentle, flowing through,
And fire’s warm embrace,
On Valentine’s Day, I honor you,
Earth’s steady, grounding grace.
 
I was sad and sore
My heart and faith, broken
You were there, quiet, unseen
Steady, sure

A random message began our story
Learning about each other
I was still uncertain, unsure
You slowly, carefully, won me round

I learned to trust again, to believe
That I was worthwhile, seen
And, eventually, loved
Now my heart is whole once more

Because of you
 
Fictional Highlander Infatuation Triolet

I'm in love with a fictional man
And pretend that he's my Valentine
Though it never was part of my plan
I'm in love with a fictional man
Ok maybe I'm just some crazed fan
Because surely he'll never be mine
I'm in love with a fictional man
And pretend that he's my Valentine
 
A Valentine for M.

We celebrate another year
and still we hold each other close.
This isn't fake. It's quite sincere
we celebrate another year
together, always. We appear
devoted but not grandiose.
We celebrate another year
and still still hold each other close.
 
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