Black crows and red hearts
-They mark this day of love.
A red rose and black wine
-White snow showers from above.
This quiet white stillness outside
-No breeze russles leaf or air.
But inside contrasts move red to black
Oh what an unsavory pair.
Black-spotted hearts, pink roses and sunshine
Blossoms glitters in my wine
Past, present, future
-They meld as one
Love of all kinds through time.
By this candlelight I sit alone,
I wait
A stir of emotion, of love
For this alone, I wait.
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