Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
My Tuesday Valentine
I know it’s Valentine’s Day
A Christian throwback
To a Roman party
Whips and wolves
Reduced to discount chocolates
Cards compete
In the cheese wars;
Drawers renewed
With lingerie that
Doesn’t fit.
I know it makes no sense
This consumerist cock up
Of religious fervour
Spend lend bend
Your will to the masses
But something pulls
Me to tell you
Happy Valentine’s Day
May these arms never leave
May your chest never heave
With sorrow I cause
Pause a while in this moment
Drink tea with me
Stroke the cat
(Not a euphemism
Really)
Seal our love
With a sideways kiss
Avoiding my cold sore
Slight nose bump
Stubble on my cheek.
No, never perfect;
Better than.
Mabh Savage 
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