There is a love story, and a Valentine…
In a locked and loved box hidden
in someone’s attic.
If you crack the door
open, it creaks, it moans,
but the Valentine box is still
full of love…
There are dreams that need erasing
and decisions that demand to be made
like old beds, with stale sheets that
need to be looked at.
the couple crawls away and decides
those things that demand
and the love is still…
but neatly placed along side
the other Valentine box
for safe keeping.