Post-Valentine's Romance Poem by Raven Black and Blue

Two birds of custom are so much in-love;
Watching them at the backyard kissing.
It is the 15th of February, Sun shines above,
I feel their romance in the air, lingering.

The male bird starts to caress the woman;
Showering her with lots of pecks and cuddles.
Their charms and courtship isn’t common,
It is as sweet as chocolate and as rich as truffles.

A loud chirping noise fills the air of nostalgia;
Reminiscing past romances and sweet embraces.
Tears fell down my cheek as I feel lonely and weak,
Longing for someone that is passionate yet meek.

Moments later, suddenly noticed the birds fell apart.
They stopped cuddling, looking at each strange faces.
Air filled with love now turned to hate and thwart;
Birds then flew away with no trace of romances.

I begin to wonder if love is like birds mating;
Just for a short time experiencing good loving.
I look in the mirror with question marks on my face,
Searching for answers that could lead me to the race.

Wishing that the humans do love unconditionally,
Giving away their full trust, friendship, and loyalty.
I seek for a person to devote my time and kindness;
In return, giving me pleasure; supporting me in success.