On Repeat – A Poem For Valentine’s Day
Posted On 10/02/2023
Pluck this red rose, if you must,
unused silent marbles gather dust.
Pluck this red rose, can’t you see?
Your ex ghosted ten texts in a week.
Pluck this red rose, for more sex.
Mortal body pay it forward to the next.
Pluck this red rose, not a weed.
Love is a sexually transmitted reprise.
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About The Author
Nikki
Hello! I am a writer from Lancashire. I spend a lot of my time raising my daughter and hanging out with my family. I also do my own creative writing and help people who are stuck for words. That’s it really. Those two things. It’s a nice life. If you need words, do the write thing, get in touch and hire a writer. Nikki :-)
3 Comments
I had my 1 mandatory day in work at Crewe today and the business has a Valentine’s menu. It’s garlic bread. Plus, cheese & mac. Brontë knew nothing.
Nothing more romantic than turning up day in day out day in day out and being there for people IMHO