My Valentine
my Valentine,
she is my Valentine !
beyond anger and style
vanity or love for money
she is my Valentine –
engrossed in listening
a muffled murmur
of my heart
as a I love
ceaselessly beating
as a rhapsody
yes, a rhapsody
for my Valentine only…
And so we bid adieu to another Valentine’s day ; gently just like this poem.
thank you Sir for the note of appreciation.