At Dawn Of Valentine (A Statement)

I banished all my roses

 

At dawn of Valentine

 

They sunk in river with a sigh

 

And formed a seem-to-be code

 

 

 

"Beware!" They say,

 

bubbles blooming from their rosy lips,

 

"Aeons flow and time like water drips,

 

You'd, gradually, be unguided on the way."

 

 

 

I turned my back in endless mourn

 

of an overnight wanderer's remorseful eyes;

 

Though sunrise rough again urge me to strive,

 

I know I'd fail under the dark ancient storm.

 

 

 Candies, chocolates, letters sealed with love--- But wouldn't it be better with an Artemis' Dove?

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