Poem for Valentine’s Day 2009

Careless as a stolen valentine

left beyond its time in a hidden drawer

I fling my smile across the room

and paint my song with lip-gloss on the air.

I didn’t think that he would catch my smile

and slip a copy of it into his breast pocket

beside his stash of pens and his paperclips.

I couldn’t have known that he’d keep it there

for a whole year without telling me.

And to think I was waiting all that time,

though I didn’t know it, for him

to take it out and give my smile back.

The End

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