Roses are red
And violets are blue
So Valentine’s here yet again.
Time to write words
Featuring loved up lovebirds
Or commonly, a cock and a hen.
I walk on cloud nine
As I wait for the time
When my lover and I get together
But being lovebirds
Means I must use these words
As we’re literally birds of a feather
Opposites attract
Is sometimes a fact
But in my case that’s just not true
My reflection’s the same
And it will never change
And with that I’m cock-a-hoop
Tomanova, 2015. My Inner Romantic, who likes the romance to start from within.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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