Valentine's Day Round-Up

You’ve seen a lot of Valentine’s Day posts here lately, and there are some great ones in the archives too. Just in case anything got lost in the shuffle, here are some posts to check out. Oh, and just because I love you, there’s a Valentine’s Day love poem at the end of the post. You should definitely share it with your sweetheart this Valentine’s Day.

Check out these Printable Ellen Degeneres valentines. Funny Valentine’s Day cards for the Ellen fan you love…

Check out these 5 unique Valentine’s Day gift ideas for him. Whether he is Daddy Warbucks, an outdoorsman, a musician, a Star Wars nerd, or a photographer, these are sure to make his day!

Check out these 5 Unique Valentine’s Day Gifts for her. Whether she is a romantic, a nap-taker, a crafter, a mocha (or hot chocolate) addict, or a fitness enthusiast, these unique gifts are sure to delight!

6 Keys to a Loving Marriage I Learned from my Grandparents. They were married just a few months shy of 50 years before my grandma passed away. This is what they taught me about love.

Check out this unique date idea for celebrating Valentine’s Day on a budget.

This open letter is for anyone who is lonely today, but can’t help being a romantic. Valentine’s Day is difficult when you don’t have a Valentine. Read for inspiration.

See my answers to all things love and Valentine’s Day in this question swap with B.

Words of Berry Sweetness

by: Bobbie Gross

I stand aloof.
Avoid your gaze.
But I’m caught in the rays of your radiance.
You shine in the distance–
illuminating the distance,
drawing my distance like rouge on your cheeks.

I beckon you nearer.

Your face gathers in a warm embrace.
Emotions meld into feeling,
feeling into air
or perhaps the compressed space between us.

Unstressed sounds and
more stressed silence couple
in the throaty sighs and

unsighs that undulate in waves of velvet pulse.

My lips to your ear drip
drip in berry sweetness–
dribble down your chin and linger,
luscious like a soft repose.

My words caress and stoke the burning.
Let them linger
as you view them
on the darkness
of your eyelids

as the heart in your neck titters and
leaps like a naked bird in a silken tree,
leaving you breathless–
in the eternity before
and the moment

after.

Don’t forget to follow me on Pinterest. Bobbie Gross

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