Why, it has to be?
Has there be pre, d day or post Valentine,
For you and me
Everyday is a Valentine.
With my fiancee
It is a feeling so consummate
Now through marriage
We are lovers knotted in a simple one.
But I remember most vividly, my mama
Post Valentine is an anathema
Why? Cause my mother died February 15th
Just after Valentine.
No winter no spring
Blizzards around here and there
No stopping always an oozer
The tenderness kept us sublime abating.
But to CJ Dorner
The ex-cop turned hunted from hunter
A witch hunting for both is red
And definitely no Valentine.
No Silver Stallione as Rambo
Never a Russian roulette by Robert de Niro
Only like Romeo and Juliet
Of Cupid’s one heart.
For as long as we have a rose to a sweetheart
And never been a loser but predict
No matter the weather just right on time
Just we in a tango or in a waltz time.
Collaborated poem with GWSL.