All Days Valentine

she believed in love(the saccharine moon,
forever, lipstick smears, no trace of time
and nights so black so thick-with-black but soon
the day becomes; and light’s a prayer sublime)

and she loved love(such whole unknowingness
-the ghost of Eros but a playing child

heart & lips always less never than yes
; such perfect lies so true and kisses wild)

then she hated love(the cruel dog lurking

and nights so black so thick-with-black the stars
even the moon smiled less than yes; wishing
for forgetfulness, rags to hide the scars)

she dreams of waking up to timeless time;
but wakes to dream of all days valentine


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