Valentine

Wish she could be my Valentine,

Her eyes as intoxicating as a glass of Ballantine.

The aroma of her dusky brown hair,

She by ma side and I am already a millionaire.

A hug from her would make my day,

Would do anything to make her stay.

I don't know where this will end,

But on my knees here I bend.

Her smile is a cure to my sadness,

Here I am to bear all her madness.

She gave me a reason to wait for every tomorrow,

Providing me the strength to overcome my sorrow.

Every time she hugged me tight,

Sparkled a hope that everything would be alright.

A soul so pure and divine,

Wish she could be my Valentine.