A Ubiquitous St. Valentine’s Declaration Of Perpetual

By Stanley Collymore

From a personal perspective I don’t know you at all 
even though I’ve run into you a number of times, 
albeit briefly so and always distinctly in 
a formal situation that essentially, 
both disappointingly and 
rather problematically for me, precludes any 
meaningful or social intercourse between 
the two of us. Clearly not an ideal state 
of affairs for me or one that I would 
have wished for I readily admit, 
and furthermore a situation 
that most uncomfortably 
sits quite contrary to what I’ve 
expectantly and earnestly wished 
it might otherwise have been. 
For both physically and 
amorously, and completely beyond doubt, 
the intensely remarkable and prevailing
emotional stimuli which you liberally 
and overpoweringly generate inside 
me have, on my part, indubitably
most consciously, and with a 
gratifyingly consummate 
abandonment, warmly
thrown wide open 
the portals of 
my heart. 

So on this St. Valentine’s Day now positively 
emboldened by and additionally fortified 
with the historical licence of and 
customary practice afforded 
to would be lovers in speaking either 
openly or anonymously, but nevertheless 
freely, about the profound emotions 
they’ve previously closeted but 
all the same amorously and 
for some time carried 
inside, as so many not unlike 
myself recurrently do; and therefore 
fully committed this time to utilizing 
what for me are appropriately and 
will hopefully also successfully 
prove to be a transformative 
state of affairs in my life 
this St. Valentine; it’s my resolute 
intention to boldly, truthfully, 
unhesitatingly but with the 
utmost humility as well seize 
with both hands this wondrous 
opportunity to earnestly express 
my deepest feelings towards 
you as I explicitly let you 
know with unqualified
confidence how very 
much I do actually
love and totally
adore you!

© Stanley V. Collymore
5 February 2015.


Author’s Remarks
Actually knowing that you’re in love and having that love fully reciprocated is one of several astonishing things possible in one’s life; itself fortified with the excellent and truly self-satisfying feeling of encountering this remarkable experience and mutually sharing it with that valued individual in your life. However, to unrealistically or worst still rather delusionally persuade one’s self that a tangible or even a consequential love relationship is in the prospect of happening or actually does exist when no such thing is in vogue or remotely possible is altogether a wholly different issue which a competent, professionally qualified and considerably experienced psychiatrist is far more fittingly suited to deal with.

So at this St. Valentine’s time that like all previous ones, and completely depending on your own and, dare I say, decidedly subjective personal perspective is characterized as infamous and consequently highly irrelevant, or else as noteworthy and therefore must be consummately treasured in every possible way, I wish you all the very best and hope that you truthfully manage to work out for yourself which is the more commonsensical or appropriate of these two contradictory alternatives in your case. But either way that you have a wonderfully pleasurable time while doing so.

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