Valentine

If you will be my valentine

We can chase circuses in India

In the hopes of finding

A little elephant with very big ears

So that when he finally takes flight

You and I won’t panic or cower

But will give the little guy a standing O

 

If you will be my valentine

We can search out brassy steampunk apparel or make our own

Embellished with creative flair and panache

To wear cruising Europe’s inland waterways

Where we’ll dance on a stone terrace at moonlit midnight

To the echo of a string quartet across the lake

 

We could discover the magic we’ve been seeking

 

There will be no conquering, just mutual surrender

Not to one another but to love

 

If you will be my valentine

We can travel by passenger train to nowhere places

Where we’ll simply turn around

To have more time

Listening to plaintive whistles

Pullman coached swaying to rhythms

As old as the landscape rolling by

 

If you will be my valentine

We can discover each other

Like arctic explorers or interstellar missions

Or like finding a novel you’ve always meant to read

But never did before

 

If you will be my valentine

There will be magic

 

 

David Trudel    ©  2013

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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6 Comments

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6 responses to “Valentine

  1. Best V one I read today.

  2. mistymidnite

    Ah…very nice, lovely !!

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