Fleeting Valentine

For but a fleeting moment, be my Valentine,

Before you swiftly dart away.

A silent call on my lips: “Be mine!”

But silent, ‘cause you shouldn’t stay…

A naughty air around us, thoughts overtaken by desire…

Thoughts of your skin against mine, bodies moving, fuelling our fire.

An evening too short, but moments captured in time -

Moments interlaced with wine, shared with my Fleeting Valentine…

💋