The Valentine!

All sweet flowers have dried down
Parties' over
Friends lingered back home
Away from you
The cake's iced in nostalgia

Whom can you recall
Who hasn’t forgotten…
You?

Streets deluged with forgotten footsteps
Traced back to regressive.Erased
Promises turn their back.
Vows cower sheepishly-
In caved lights.

Whom can you recall
Who hasn’t forgotten…
You?

And then when the clock can tick no more.
He whispers in your seeing ears…

“I am here…
I remember
Do you?
…
Remember
To be taken away by me?”

You can’t, but help be charmed
By his handsome majesty

“For love forgets
But Death remembers!”

You and me
Even if we don’t want to be
Together
We have to be

“The grave’s our prom
The graves our world”