Once upon a valentine you gave me a rose
Today its dry and rough, with no fragrance
Yet, I extremely endear it
It albums the memories of our love
It reminds me your loving sight
It speaks the words of care which were left unspoken
It warms me on the nights When you're not around
And it blooms with the promises of tomorrow that were made for each other

I quiver when ice cubes slide down my back

She reclined by the rippling sound of cottonwood river mulling over the twilight. It was then when she transformed her dark silent thoughts into effulgent symphony.