It’s a lovely sonnet poem, I scribbled as ideas came rumbling to me. Enjoy the flow!!
St Valentinus honoring day
I was pompous since a week
Lovers feast with kisses in hay
But eventually Despair strong and love meek
In shadow, no surprises
Blatant thoughts got me carried
Heart melted in melancholy
Either I can be in love, or I can be married
It was just a day dated fourteen
I did my usual chores in saunter
Though he could have expressed umpteen
My tongue waggling in banter
Nevertheless hopefully for the next year valentines
Surely my husband will propose, singing love hymns.