I bought her flowers
for valentine
to offer up
this heart of mine
As I walked up slowly
to the gate
I dared to hope
I wasn't too late
For though we've had
many dances
So far I'd missed
every one of my chances
So now perhaps
the grace of the rose
would make up for
my lack of prose
I waited in her office
watching the clock tick
when right on cue
she called in sick