The Skull of Valentine
Here you lie
On a base
An eternity on
a pillow case
The bringer of joy
and love to all
The start of a holiday
In love we shall fall
How did you become the man
known as Valentine
Start a holiday
That would spur
quite a time
A mere a skull
stuck in a box
A martyrs death
You have surely fallen
Copyright © Noah Fatih | Year Posted 2016
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