Valentine Souls
To hearts that bit reminding in valentine,
To love that smell during our dine,
I bet we are happily fine,
We deserve His blood in yours and mine,
Lets just drink thrilled with wine.
We are valentine souls,
Through which we notice our love as being radiant in our eyes
And neither of ourselves moans
Nor easily smelt like ice.
I know we suffer to go above
To enhance a little we have,
But we remain alive in a cabinet of love,
We are valentine souls, which is enough.
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