My heart desires
And I require
Love and all its trimmings.
And once a year
We get to hear,
We get to express our feelings.
A card, some prose,
A single rose,
A starlit night, the open air
A glass of wine
Your hand in mine,
Please come and be my valentine.
A gentle touch
That means so much
An expression of our feelings.
A tender kiss
To have my wish
To hold you in my arms.
So come next week
Please ...say we’ll meet
Please..........be my valentine.
