“You are my purple Valentine”

Staring at the note

She sat on that purple couch

Knowing she had no right

To wait for him to come

He belonged to another

She did not ask to fall in love with a married man

Her heart would not listen to her mind

He was unhappy with his wife

He would soon leave her to come in her arms

Five Valentines she waited

This sixth one she still sat

On that purple couch waiting

Green Apple


I love the tangy taste of green apples

So sweet

Yet sour

And tangy

Still sweet

Reminds me of the spring

I spent in your lovely arms

Under the apple tree orchid

Taking a bite of this apple

Takes me back to that memory

Of us sharing that green apple

Then kissing at the end of the day

Under that apple tree orchid

So sweet

Yet sour

And tangy

Still sweet

Green apples




I waited on the bridge for you

Thinking you will come for me

I ran away from my lover

Sent his heart over the edge

Now I wait for you to come to me

This tunnel leads to what love is

With you

Love over the bridge

Our bridge

I still wait