Valentine's Nocturne
By Tatiana Pahlen

I'm no longer passing time
waiting for my Valentine:
Roses, chocolates, cards and wine,
sly vows to be forever mine.
Sweet old Cupid,
no more lies!
Your love does matter,
and so is size!
See a twinkle on my hand,
a giant, perfect heavy set?
Yes, I'm happy;
why do I cry?
Oh, my darling,
never mind...

February 14, 2005

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