My friends say I should purchase,
A fancy valentine,
Or buy a bunch of flowers,
And go somewhere to dine.
I’m too cheap to buy a card,
Or chocolates and wine.
Instead I’ll write a letter,
With poetry divine:
My tea is cold and bitter,
My snacks taste like bamboo.
I’m half-asleep and dreaming,
Of options to pursue.
My deepest aspirations,
Have just one avenue:
Eating peaches at midnight,
And dreaming about you.
Happy St. Valentine’s Day!
Mick McKellar
February 2015
I was eating canned peaches just before midnight, and well, it just happened…
Mick
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