Valentine Mine

Valentine Rose

Recent days, so warm and fine.
So who will be my valentine?

A rose’s scent is dear and sweet.
The birdsong clear my senses greet.
Without, the air delights my skin.
But love fills up the heart within.

Such love is fulsome – like the wine
That spills out from the fruity vine.
True love tough yet tender – mine.
So – come and be my valentine.

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