Between the Lines
Left Behind Valentine
Come this special day, I shall
wrap myself in phantom thoughts of you,
travel the distance, to sit upon
a once shared place.
Moments spent will return
to fill this mind, watching, waiting
for your casual gait,
for you to stride towards me.
As the phantom-you approaches,
my eyes will light up, meeting yours,
searching yours, to feel their touch
upon my own, one last time.
Many days have past since the last,
yet the feelings have remained warm.
I shall leave behind a rose for you,
ribbon bound, benched with a message attached:
"A rose, my feelings of a once upon love.
Left behind memories, to fill emptiness of..."