a pre-Valentine’s Day scribble…


Love is fickle, love is blind
Love plays tricks with everyone’s mind
One hears doubts, can one unwind
The fingers and hearts in which we’re entwined ?

Gifts in cash or ones in kind ?
Or contracts witnessed, duly signed
Is it heart or head that should be aligned
Or to murky depths are we consigned ?

Although I question its intent
On Valentine’s Day I will have sent
Kind words and wishes and argent
But you shan’t know where (or to whom)  these went !

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About TI

TI is based in Auckland, New Zealand. TI's somewhat eclectic interests include (but are certainly not limited to) legal humour (the law can be funny), good wine, the search for the best possible chocolate, alcoholic beverages, travel, commercial aircraft, photography, weird news stories and classical music.
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