Valentine

Honey, you put me in such a quandary
All I can give you are some pretty words
on which you’d throw an idle glance. Maybe
a breezy “Lovely, babe”, if you feel generous

enough and then dismiss. You want more.
What can I give you? Gifts.com is no good,
I cannot let piddling website junk touch your
beautiful fingers (and if I really could

I’d let nothing touch you or even see you)
Perfume? Too wimpy. (Besides, I love your smell)
Heart shaped chocolates? Now that smacks too
much of consumerist Valentinism. Maybe you could tell

me what you want. And would you want more?
I love the sound of the word, when you whisper
‘Some more’, ‘Give me some’, Sigh! Mon amore!
Take what you want, love, you’re my Valentine forever.