Hallmark Card

“I wish I were the wind,
To blow sweet reminders
I will kindle your warmth
With a darkened realization:
Of our mortality.”

“I wish I were your blood,
So I could be locked within your heart
To stop and start, to deteriorate
Inside claret veins:
You’ll value vivacity.”

Inside a tube of velvet wishes
They each are engraved on chocolate
Some will be patterned lightly,
Yet one, will be written on red:
A crimson priority.

This says:

“I wish I were a hallmark card
A façade of true ‘romance’
I’ll sing a sweet poem whenever opened
I’ll never display my ‘angst’:
Cloak of perfection.”