Carnation carnival .....

invitation

indicating

destination

hearts and tarts

date and time

a bouquet of Van Gogh sunflowers

golden-rayed frayed fringe

like drooping dripping honey

persuaded me

to stick to Him like honey

the cards date read, Feb. 13 at 6 PM

send me a 'yes' or 'no' DM

I never sent Him a Direct Message

I wanted tonight to be a surprise

I'm not vainglory, but my vanity gave me confidence in my appearance

a rose quartz stone dangled from my sweetheart neckline

petal pink

chic

the moon cradled me in crescent incandescent

as I leisurely saunter along

creeping raspberry

I see the carnival

I can smell the mass of fluffy spun sugar

I can taste ice cold lemonade

my Mary Jane's found chewing gum

I am pathetically immovable

I am saved by the touch of a hand

"It's a shame, I was hoping the kind of Mary Jane you were parading would be the kind you smoke. Too bad shoes can't blow bubbles, you could've levitated yourself out of this predicament."

there He was, mischievous and marvelous

I smiled, "have you been watching me?"

He snickered, "I've been expecting you, miss Kate."

I gasped, "you're my secret admirer? I don't understand why you'd want to admire me, I'm a bookworm who loves anthology and biology. An introvert worrywart."

He stared, "you're beautiful. I have a surprise. Close your bashful eyes."

I closed my eyes

a carnation was planted behind my left ear

clove pink

spicy scented

titillating

captivating

I was about to ask, "..."

when he asked, "will you be my Valentine?"

I answered, "yes, you've always been mine. Valentine."

(K.M.M.)