Unsatisfied longing

Oh dear, valentine!
you are mine.
Why you just come
only once a year?

For you I've to wait through out the year
sometimes getting fear
staying near
If I can't bear.

It's my glee
When I flee
to 14 February.
Like the godsend

it comes to me.

Oh, dear!

keep my one request
please come at least twice a year.
Then I'll be cheer
to hear
that you are always near.
Oh, my dear