A poem by Beverly Stock.
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My heart begins a fastening pace,
When I see your form and handsome face.
It is your voice’s low melody,
That sounds like Cupid’s sorcery.
It is your eyes bring me home,
That makes me write this simple poem.
Perhaps this year you’ll say, “Be mine.”
And I then will be your Valentine.
Beverly Stock is an American poet who delights in creating poetry that asks big questions about small moments, and inspires readers to revisit the little memories we so often overlook. Her work has been published by The Society of Classical Poets, The Chained Muse, Persimmon Tree, and LightenUp-Online, in the UK. Visit BeverlyStockPoetry.com and BeverlyStockPoetry on Facebook.
Be My Valentine
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