Valentine Schmalentine
Every year on Valentine's Day
I never conform to the pressure
of throwing away hundreds of dollars
like a drunken master
on boxes of coconut chocolates
dozens of red roses
white stuffed bears
carbonated heart balloons
and chicken in the bag snacks
with glass bottles of blue Mist
instead I would rather
sit at home and craft poems
a surprise gift from the bottom
of my heart of Leprechauns gold
embodying the authentic love
I possess for everyone in my life
like the words and verses
in the Songs of Solomon
and cannot be solicited
by currency of any shape or form
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