Candy kisses and flowers galore,
so much to wonder,
of what lies in store,
from saint valentine's,
bag of old tricks,

Gifts by the bundle,
and oh so much more,
I have a prediction,
I've been there before,
but I hope I'm the one your heart picks!

Ooooo please, pick me!

PLEASE just write me a poem,
an sing to my heart,
just sing me a sweet valentine,
or play me a tune,
write me verse,
just tell me that you will be mine,

Kiss me so softly -
       my lips,
they are waiting,
as I draw you in close,
to my breath,
I will love you so well,
no need for sweet flowers,
if only to celebrate death,

I've no need for the candy,
or wine for to drink,
I need just a moment,
a moment to think,

hold on a second here....

REALLY?
OK.... well,

As I awoke to a tragedy,
early this morn
on this,
on my saddest of day,
I'd come now to realize,
that I am awake,
and that your love,
has still gone away,
I guess this a game,
for some they can play,
or perhaps they have nothing,
else better to say,
why all the pressure,
why just today?

Alas,
my valentine is still so elusive,
he waits beyond where I grasp,
I put my hand to my heart,
in my weary,
as without him,
I only can gasp,

As I look down my chest,
for my locket-
my necklace,
to find I've just broken the clasp!

Ma Cherie © 2017