Anonymous
Ode To My Valentine
Karyn Indursky 2/13/11
Ode to my valentine
who lacks eyes,
but extracts tears
from droplets to puddles.
Ode to my valentine
who can't hear,
but mocks me
relentlessly with laughter.
Ode to my valentine
who never touches,
but leaves me yearning
for hugs, kisses, and slow dances.
Ode to my valentine
who eludes fragrance,
but tickles my nostrils
for smelling love's garden.
Ode to my valentine
who ceases feelings,
but plagues my mind
even without existence.