from pagan origins,
to new found love,
a pigeon flies down,
or is it a dove?
my heart's desire
is bright and red
just as those
that have bled
i wish to leave you
a little note
so that you may ponder
on what i wrote:
as spring unblossoms,
new hearts unfold
like origami
out of my chest
i just want
you to know
that out of everyone
i love you best
although i think
that you are vile,
and that my love
is childish,
in my dreams
and imaginations,
my desire for you
is wildest.
with that being said,
sealed with a kiss,
i hope this letter,
finds you well,
and i pray to eros
and i truthfully tell you
that you are missed
and i hope
inside your heart
it does swell
inside your heart,
like inside mine,
i hope you feel
my love of thine
i ask of this
with a hope
of every kind;
will you be
my valentine?
"a pigeon flies down or is it a dove"
dumb line he would've said.