It’s the time of the year,
Yet again.
Anticipated, indulgent
Longed or unrequited.
The very air’s breath
Smell of romance.
Love lost, love gained
Like a game it may sound,
but for the
finder it’s a keeper.
The seeker of purest
intent wins
this game of chance.
Like they prophesize and preach
That a heart’s one wish
- truest and deepest-
Is granted by the forces inside
and around the expanse.
Maybe one will be forgiven to
Not be in love and still be in love
With the idea of romance.
Flirtatious courting,
Crinkling laughter aside
the magic is spun
behind fluttering lashes,
and awkward, stolen glance.
While winter withers away
and spring engulfs us in its
warm embrace
May even the most stoic of heart
feel the urge to dress up
And while at it
do a little dance.
For once, ditch the cynicism
that exaggerated and glitzy
Modern day affection feed.
Let go the control you so love
To lord over life.
Let it run a course,
Uninhibited, unbridled,
And not shy away from aches
They shall undoubtedly breed.
Let the magic wash you over
And fate conspire
To unite two souls
A silent cheer to the
Cause of valentine
and the spirit of romance.
So, are you ready to give
love a chance?
And ask in earnest,
Will you be mine?
Hm.....
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