St. Valentine's Wish

I'd like to make a wish

A wish that I may kiss

my secret lover's lips

I dream of that day

when he would say

with that wispy look of love

will you be my Valentine my little dove?

St. Valentine if you can see me

You would know that it is he

Upon whom my eyes gloss over

With tears of longing to be his lover

But his eyes are blind to see

How much he means to me

St. Valentine, if you can touch me

You will feel my ice cold body

waiting to be in his warm arms

where I will feel safe from all harms

and the world around us will disappear

we'll know happiness none can compare

in substance, form or tone

in a world all of our own.

St. Valentine, if you grant me this wish

that I will vow to cherish

with every breath of life

I know he will want me to be his wife

For none can love him as purely as I do

As my love transcends the mortal plateau

Grant my wish, I beg of you.