On a Valentine Day’s note I wrote to my man,
Of a day we would share in my old dusty van.
My horoscope began, “This is time to build a fire.
Things are right, the moon is full, go get your heart’s desire.”
My crimson lips would jump start his heart,
To a fast moving passion that would only be the start.
The peppermint air freshener would never conceal
My newly bought perfume that all senses could feel.
The rose shaped tattoo that I got on my neck,
Would reveal my love that would regain his respect.
The white dress I wore would make it so clear
That inside my heart, new surprises would appear.
A thread of hope became a silken cord
As my man parked his car and his little Viper roared.
Small pieces of our love began to fall in place
As our anniversary celebration started in its sweet birthplace.
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