A valentine is much much more,than heart upon a card,
Its words and sighs and starry eyes and a stab from romance shard,
Its feeling,touching,smelling,sensing,another who is there,
And gently stroking face or hand,or finger twiddle hair,
Sighing when your mind drifts off,in moments you have shared,
Looking deep into their eyes and seeing every word,
Last thoughts before you close your eyes,and waking with a start,
When you think there gone,then snuggle down,and feel them in your heart,
I dont need words,or flowers,or chocs or dinner wine,
I look and see your gentle face,and know that you are mine.
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