Art by Frank Frazetta

If you're just a little bit crazy, or even downright insane, yes, if you're that kind of person, this might just be for you. But, if you’re not, I’m sorry my sentiments may sound crass or borderline unhinged.

So, darling, I need you to try to understand that all the musings I got from paying my dues.

I’m standing at the crossroads, and don’t know which way to go. I’ve got my suitcase settled on the ground. My person has quit me. They said they didn’t want me anymore. So, I’m here at the crossroads, and I don’t know which way to go.

Now I’ve got to deal with the blues. Drink black coffee and smoke all night.

I’m still wondering why it had to be this way. Everybody says that change is going to come, a catchphrase of doom if you ask me. What change is going to come, if you know you’re doomed?

Well, my palms are sweating now, and my keyboard is sticky. If I were writing, my letters would be drab, or my voice slurred, were this a monologue. Let me find my lighter!

Oh, wait! Did I mention that this is from years ago? I won’t bother to tell you how far back, but come with.

It is a ritual this time of the year. Coming back to you against your will, stolen glances, whispers in the dark, gasps, the lingering scent…or just soulless cold nights for some. Haha! I’m sorry I couldn’t resist it.

Well, life is not easy. We’ve all got the scars to prove it. If it hurts, we’ll go through it, for this is our lot, we sensual creatures.

But don’t walk to the backroom this Valentine's. For our hearts still beat strong and true. So click on this link and get yourself settled for that weekend.