Every Valentine
I would hope
For mystery
Messages or
Flowers

One year you
Gave me a card
That I would
Look at like
Treasure -
Forbidden

When I finally
Left it was
Castaway with
Sorrow and
Regret of
What might have...
But we had
Moved on

World turned
And no mystery
Admirers, although
I still wanted one
For with him
I was incomplete

Global shift
And lives undone
Finally we are
United and  my
Valentine is here...

And then a box -
Possible mystery
Admirer and
My heart sunk
I hadn't expected
That response

Realisation - you
You are enough
Our love is enough
I need not the
Admiration of others
We are enough
And I am free