Valentine

Fond gazes went untouched
Until the walls had all
But erupted open.
Only those
Who never guessed
Can know the wants
Of foolish time
And field!

The young
Enter a door
Into her eyes
And emerge
Another man,
Feeding
The unconscious,
Beguiled, coming

Into Now, the something
Thinly perceived
As a faintly pleasant
Anything,
Flourishing
In her
Affection
Of illicit flames.

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