Vowelentine p(l)oem

I'll make it short and sweet today, Bloggee.

Short:
I'm taking a ten-day break to work on other projects.

Sweet:
My Valentine to you is this:
Each letter in each sentence is a kiss,
Each space, a hug (in case you miss
This blog's italics during the hiatus).
Each punctuation mark is like a peck;
Each bold format change, a stroke of the . . .

The what? The mouse? The shifting keys?
Pronounce "the" like the pronoun, please --
As if it had another "e" . . . Ellipsis is a tease.

For a possible cure to any skin-crawling caused by this p(l)oem . . . you may want to try Carbondaleite Bob Presley's remedy.