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The Napkin Poet
Poems
Mar 2019
SAINT VALENTINE
A man comes out of the shadows,
as so it goes.
Held his fist to the doe,
Her money, you know.
“I’ve only but a rose,
one of friendship despite my woes.”
And with that rose she choked.
Like Porphyria’s lover,
coaxed.
Soft mane of death,
like a thorn to the chest.
Only the rose of amity saw the rest.
#rose
#love
#valentine
#friendship
#narrative
#death
#amity
#doe
#money
#shadows
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