
Yeats said never give
the heart outright,
but I may disregard
that particular
advice tonight.
For I'm feeling a bit
saucy and sweet.
It sure would be nice
to be swept off these
poor tired old feet.
Yeats told me to not
give all the heart.
I've done just like he said--
shared only the
very commonest part.
But I'm feeling brave,
ready this night
to be deaf, dumb, and blind.
Hell, I'll even believe in
Love at first sight.
So W.B. although I'm
with you in spirit,
Please understand this flesh
of mine needs some other
flesh to be near it.
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LOVE IT!
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"It's not the smell in here that gets to me it's the lights
I hate the shadows that they cast,
and the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
I'll always drag with me from my past
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into
and maybe strike a deal
Your body for my soul, a fair swap
'cause cheap is how I feel"
- Cowboy Junkies
happy vday!
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happy valentine's day right back atcha.
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I adore your snortiness, Patrick. Happy VDay! : )
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:)
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Happy V-Day... even though I can never muster much enthusiasm for this holiday, myself. :)
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