Black valentine...

I cannot look at you across the table,
Stretch out and kiss you for no reason,
I cannot hold your hand,
And skip through the town,
Embrace you,
Show you affection,
I cannot send you twelve red roses,
With my name signed on the card,
I cannot reserve a table for two,
I cannot get lost in your beautiful eyes,
I cannot play footsie,
I cannot caress your cheek,
I cannot love you in public,
After all, it is that bedroom kinda love,
The stench of heterosexual pretense chokes me,
Kill cupid,
Kill her because love is selective,
Love is only for the straights,
Red roses turn to black,
Delight to sorrow,
Love to loathe.