Love in the corner
Waiting to be told
Fragrance spreading
Swift with the breeze
Roses in his hands
Swaying with rhythm
Redness of exposure
Bringing smiles and a blush
Moments are looming
Delaying his soul
Bicycle he was riding
Crushed beneath the car
The scent of vodka
Hangs in the air
Delightful view
Brushing his thoughts
Bow on her hat
Splash of pink on her face
Clouds that are forming
Drift the brightness of glow
Roses are resting
To carry the warmth
The label on the ribbon reads
‘Happy Valentine’s Day’
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