Waiting to be kissed

A Valentine is nothing like
A chocolate or a rose
For in a week these shall be gone
But Valentines remain

If love were always sweet to tongue
Or fragrant to the nose
Each day would be like Valentine’s
And we would go insane

A Valentine just hangs around
Waiting to be kissed
Long after special days have passed
And every days are here

So one is wise to choose one well
And chocolates to resist
For in the midst of mania
It’s nice to have one near