I’m seeing red without the rage, Valentines is here
It’s time for love thats new and old to celebrate what’s dear
The smiles, the flutters, the tongue tied stutters, the hands that lock just so
The souls now whole, the young, the old, lives shared as crow’s feet grow
Yet, if your like me, alone and free, fulfilled without a match
Pamper yourself with life’s top shelf, don’t pine that perfect catch
Mind to Unbind, 2016
Mind to Unbind 