Riddles are red, and valentines are violet....

Riddles are red, and valentines are violet....

A Poem by Chaoscaine
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A request.

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You had me from the start

You pierced my cold heart

I’m no longer jealous of those

Who walk around with a rose

Because I have something better

Than a song or love letter

All I really need is you

Because no one else can say, see, or do

Anything to make my heart warm

During the black storm

What my lips trip over is this

With a hug, love, or kiss

I try to find the perfect rhyme

To ask you to be my Valentine

© 2010 Chaoscaine


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Added on April 25, 2010
Last Updated on April 25, 2010