Chocs For Your Valentine
I'm dressed in black from tip to toe.
I disappear into the moons shadow.
A penthouse flat is your abode in Rio de janeiro.
My chosen route is to parachute, I see the roof below
The door is locked so I drop upon the balcony real slow .
I place the choc's beside your bed and take a quick photo.
You wake to find your gift and card and an open window.
A look of fear upon your face but the card says, love from your Romeo.
the things you do for Broken wings to keep her as your valentine, but she is such a beau.
comp entry 15/01
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2017
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