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I love Valentines.
Mostly for its chocolate.
Intoxicating, creamy melt
as it sweetly, slowly
exploding ecstatic fireworks
then lifting up,
where life floats upwards,
in balloon of caresses, smiles, words
transforming all to candy.
Wish I could eat chocolate everyday
but sometimes, I must eat spinach.
unsweetened love, like medicine
for daily living
or seemingly insurmountable tests,
tastes bitter, makes you swallow your tongue,
hurting from birthing forgiveness,
from stretching patience thin, slithering wet leaf,
when life looks ugly, rough tedious journey
in landscape full of thorns,
without even a mirage of hope,
when comfort of "together" plays hide 'n seek
with love's affection, waiting to be reborn.
I've lived a lot of chocolaty Valentines,
munched on Spinach too. Enough
to know a healthy love
(Submitted to Dverse Poets.)
I'll be reading your blogs this week, but won't be writing much. Baby sitting again.
Have a Happy Valentine's Everyone.