Thursday, February 16, 2012

Form and Content

The accoutrements of love were bursting all over the city. Everywhere you looked something herald the day of true love.

There were cupcakes.



And balloons.



And many tough looking guys carrying bouquets of flowers.



But very few looked particularly happy and no one looked the slightest in love. In fact one guy after giving his girl gorgeous roses then spent the next 20 minutes berating her about something as she stood there more and more stiffly, becoming a statue with stone flowers chiseled in her arms.

Until this couple.



There were no flowers or balloons or any sign of hearts and overly-sweet sentiments. All there was was her head on his shoulder watching something on her phone as he listened to music and did the crossword puzzle. Nothing else. Just the look of love.

3 comments:

mybabyjohn/Delores said...
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mybabyjohn/Delores said...

Sweet.....who needs symbols of love you have to buy?

City Of Strangers said...

Oh yes - such little real joy on these occasions . . . .we don't really know how to have holidays anymore in this culture. Or rather we do, but they're rarely official ones.

t.