Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Give me a cloak across a muddy puddle,
a box of tissues and a sonnet wrapped
in a purple Prozac pill.
Balmy snowflakes and smoke we
once inhaled.

See me with your third eye blind.
The time
is ripe and now is the best
the worst and the rest begging for your most indecent
proposal.

Come back, darling Valentine. I have a thousand arrows.
I have nothing but time this time.


~A


Happy Valentine, Barry. Do not open till then.

I don't know who he is but I envy Barry

best love poem I read this February

yes, lucky guy. good poem.