I don't think I will ever tap on marble
art is art, but there is a limit
no way in my seventies
will I have eyes blurred and chiselled

Here now I flirt with one
I know will never be my two
you know how hollow I feel
so this lonely muse is for you

If only I could supplement my life
be you're chocolate cake with cream
and spread me like sweet butter
on your sweet hot muffins

My soul fixed so on Valentines
oh the 14th of love
I hold war to one side
for the kind heart of LOVE

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris