My heart pounds
The nervous breath
Feelings that I can't forget
Rotting flowers making me sneeze,
Chocolate I'd prefer not to eat,
Cards thatdespite the price have lost their value
"Happy Valentines Day"
And I feel a small flutter
The little heart all that was nesscary,
And I repeat the expression,
Fill with pleasure of the day being noticed
If she was here I'd tell her,
Don't give me vase flowers,
Don't give me chocolates or cards.
Give me something nice,
Something from the heart,
And that would be smart.