I, Valen-thine.

Back to front,
a dreamy cuddle
in memoriam
of various kissed parts.

Subconscious pieces
of a half-absorbed puzzle,
when things still made sense,
a heart-felt kind of logic.

The now empty hand
still feels the touch
from before the lovequake,
the aftershock remains.

Published by raburcke

I am a comedy writer, oil painter and the founder of this site. Do join me and we will make it a place that everyone will be happy to visit.

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