O! this night from I to you, my valentine! Come walk through candles and swim in my wine! The candles that flicker while through me they stare, With wine so potent as the red lips you wear. Let the young rose bloom open as I to you; Let it blush brightly as I do to you. And let your fingers be the strings I strum, When this day of love’s obligation comes.
But as we both know, although may not agree; You’ll keep in mind wine leaves behind agony, While petals blossom then slip from their host Like candles extinguished and melted to ghosts. So if those superficial words should pass For passion then darling, let loose your tears, alas! For t’was not some force of love I had for you; Rather the Hallmark sign that told me to.