Be My Valentine

a poem by David P Carroll

I ask her softly,
My love she doesn’t
Answer I ask passionately
Too be my valentine

She smiles, Her beauty
Touches my soul, Her
Smile stuck in my mind
Her love touching my
Heart her lips so soft
And pure her hands
So loving and warm

As I Softly whisper…
Be my valentine? She replies
Softly… I truly Am your