Chuck and Jed's V-Poems

Thursday, February 14, 2002

Valentine's Promise

This morning the shadows hide in fear.
Yet, it is not the stinging rays of their harsh master from which they cower.
For even the Sun shivers, engulfed in a looming blackness.
Saint Valentine has returned!
And even as the forces of darkness cringe, two young Lovers coo and cluck,
Holding hands, oblivious to the afternoon freeze.
Lovers Beware!
Valentine's Promise is the sheath of a knife disguised as a dewy rose.
Once wielded, our lovers will be ended in a bloodless goring,
Awakened from flaxen delusion,
Naked, shivering
In seperate corners of a bowery hotel room:
Valentine's eternal triumph!