Rip off Valentine

What has February to do with love

A month that's bloody cold

Feel we are just getting old

Here's rain again

Just another rip off Valentine

You say you don't want flowers

Chocolate

your diet

forget it

So I wrote you this poem

Tapping into me phone

As I ride the bus home

Pain in me bum

Faces all around so glum

Slow journey

Dragging endlessly

Just one more mile

Until I see you

And then

Smile.