Pulled from a box of memories
Delicate hearts trimmed with lace...
It has been so long
Since I have written something...
All I need is a Valentine,
For me to call mine...
Great mountains spill and
the earth does quake...
With a face that glows,
A voice that sings...
Dull white paper stars
Hang by strings from painted night...
Cupid's arrow
tears the fabric of hate...
Won't you be mine
From the next county line...
You're the one I love
The one that I adore...
Birds that sing, me to sleep,
Waking up to see roses all around...
Valentine day would be the most of the most...
I wrote this a little while ago but was waiting...
I wanted something to show you...