beware of geeks baring gifts

love's Trogan Horse
they come in force the bleeding hearts
roses and chocs fresh off the forecourt
I smell four star, and an easy life,
poor Valentine, dutifull forfilling 
 material lust.. is almost opression
you will love me, as I invest
all that I am in you, are you so blessed ?
they say, Valentine was a prisoner
maybe he had Stockholme Syndrome
and an unhealthy sad obsession
 first and last love a jailers daughter
who couldn't sway the laws decision
a sad love doomed from beginning..
Valentines day ? I'm a little sceptical
I would say , it was a last ditch attempt
to escape, 
now we all have this fate..
love doesn't ask as all is given
nothing is taken, all is as one love