Valentines Verdict
they fall into my lap, unresistant.
chocolate, the size of a silver dollar.
sensation of mint betwixt my fingers.
I bite into each one, its cool breath
second to none. Godiva
ceased production of these tongue trinkets.
love pales with petals and Russell Stover…
my husband and I hold hands,
press our temples together and sigh
with the sprightly rush of memory.
Mrs. Field’s fresh Cookies a close second
especially tasty at Fisherman’s Wharf.
still I gladly accept tulips in a väse,
its life-giving water, and caramel dreams.
my heartthrob beams awaiting the verdict —
it’s Valentine’s Day. he’s pretty sure I am his.
holding daisy by the stem —
she loves me, she loves me not
just to be sure, he’s counted each petal beforehand.
eleven flowers on the floor — for pity sake.
1/31/2021
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