Forget Me Not

The Valentine 

all laid out

still recovering from

the arrows

Cupid shot.

This is the hour

that truly counts,

surviving last night.

We are after all

each other’s first

and only thought.

Love sits balanced

on just the tip

as you reach out

I pull in.

Shh, go quietly

forget me not.

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