Valentine\'s Call
When I, sleep-less through uneasy dark,
when moon hides need in its sickled arc
and heart feels cold on a Valentine\'s eve,
when life\'s indifference busily dims hope
and time dulls dreams of replacing solo
I long but for thee.
When I, awaking un-fresh before dawn,
when Valentine\'s morning ardently calls
and desire sends kisses over bland sea,
when distance between taxes two hearts
and consistent duty keeps lovers apart
I yearn but for thee.