Yet.
It's a pity truly; it'd really make my poems...well more beautiful or something, especially this one. Speaking of which, given the occasion, I really gotta to write one to the honour of Venus, and also, of course, to all who are plural out there! Well, this one's dedicated to everyone who's celebrating tonight with presents, dinner and sex and eh..., everyone else too. Joking? Maybe. See for yourself.
Valentine’s Confession
Are you here for me?
Are you proud of how I live?
Am I what I seem to be?
I long to see my kin within
your bright and gentle redness clean.
I wish people had a heart for me
So I could walk amongst them, free.
I long to see the shores and the tides
making circles of love and a cheery bride
Won’t you bring me home?
Won’t you find out where I reside?
In this cold and wintry night tonight?
Like when I saw the two as one
Whose cheeks were blushed against the frosty sky
I felt their warmth from miles away
Tender whispers, cosy smiles
Three words for her he would say
Forever in embrace,
For forever in hers his heart would stay…
What if I wasn’t bound by today?
~tc©
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