Be My Valentine, For the End Is Near
Dashing through the streets
Ready for the world
I join you
Sprinting through cities
Prepared for the end
I love you
Gasping for breath
as we reach this crescent
moon
I become one with you
For the eagerness of the
predawning to all of our
anticipations
For the love that grows
through surviving this
apocalypse
And for the relief of all when
the end finally arrives
I ask you, my dear
Will you be my Valentine?
Copyright © Angela Reynolds | Year Posted 2012
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