Disastrous Love

To My Valentine

I once saw a girl from across the bay.

Dark hair, silky, it flowed so long and far.

She made my heart grow three sizes that day.

I knew, just then, she was a fallen star.

A blessing, no doubt, had entered my life.

From out of my dreams, that beauty did walk.

My heart was pierced with a love-stricken knife.

And looking on her, I could barely talk.

Her smile shone like a shimmering gem.

I was all jitters as she looked at me.

Thus, bound to her love, I was now condemned.

She was the night sky, and I, the blue sea.

Like a heavenly dove, she was a sign.

My wonderful, lovely, sweet Valentine.