Romantic that I am, I have a softish spot for Valentine’s Day.
(Although the Dominant in me objects strongly).
Not so much for the exchange of cards, gifts and supper between those who are already lovers. I can see the romance, the affirmation, the enchantment and the intimacy – I have fallen under its amorous spell often enough. Yet one can also almost smell the commercial cynicism at this time of the year. It sucks.
No, I think what really makes February the fourteenth special is that it provides almost-strangers the perfect excuse and the ideal opportunity to flirt outrageously.
And to act dangerously.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Loui Jover
This is not a new post, but it has become almost a Valentine’s Day tradition for me to repost it around this time of year, to remind readers to be bold and to have fun.