My Only Valentine
Read 'My Only Valentine' by 'Barry Tebb' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
My Only Valentine by Barry Tebb
Your voice on the telephone
Hushes the storm in my heart
Lightning strikes twice
In the same place.
I cannot picture your face
No photograph, no keepsake,
No letters scented with your smile,
No ring or marriage bed.
Your kisses were the best
I ever had, my first,
My only valentine.
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