Carnation carnival .....
hearts and tarts
date and time
a bouquet of Van Gogh sunflowers
golden-rayed frayed fringe
like drooping dripping honey
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
the moon cradled me in crescent incandescent
as I leisurely saunter along
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
I was about to ask, "..."
when he asked, "will you be my Valentine?"
I answered, "yes, you've always been mine. Valentine."