Bitter Valentine Poem by Anemone Flynn

Oh, my beating heart, be still
Such raptures you have known
In the past your mind has flown
Until you took your pill.

Oh, Love, do please hasten away
To those who appreciate you.
None other has a wit so true -
I urge thee, run and be gay.

The sweetness of your smile,
Has got a bitter sting.
And when with thoughts of you I sing,
I think back quite a while.

Once I was quite fast entrapped
Full in thy bosom fair
Now plead I, please give me air!
I'll avoid this course unmapped.

Requiescat en paz, amour
I have no use for you.
Go cause another to turn blue
I'll soon even up the score.

February 2007 Idaho