Heart robbers
Chasing after a fine brother...
Prior to a valentine arrival,
This elfin figure had no rival.
Hobgoblins are hobnobbing again
Playing games for a heart to sprain
Plastic surgeons with harpoons and weapons
To bludgeon emotions for coupons, sine qua non.
But this gossamer heart's gone to bed, futon anon!
Heart robbers,
Costumed as fine brothers.
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Well expressed thoughts and feelings nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Prince.