Roses pricked fingers

This early morning

As minds wondered

longing for sweet loving

 

Diamonds and rings

like midnight stars

As love brings

Something that is ours

 

There is no doubt

That surely in time

I can call out

“My Valentine.”

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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

The mind of a frantic poet. The ambition of an entrepreneur. And lastly, the heart of an old soul.

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