Someone gave me a challenge the other day. Don’t write about love and romance. Show another side of you. But it was Saint Valentine’s Day. I failed.
A Modern Valentine
Roses are red
Like the blood of my heart
Like the lies on our lips
Like the stain of your kiss.
Violets are blue
Like the mould on spoiled food
Like the way we felt
When we knew it wasn’t true.
You held my heart
Like a hostage against the dark
Like a caged bird in the park
I was just a walk-on part.
Be my Valentine
And I’ll be yours
It could be worse
We’ve both been around for a while.
It’s not catchy. And you can’t dance to it.
