St valentines messenger
Cupid-I saw him
Shooting a few arrows
They struck, did their bit
And love happened..
How times changed
Time was when I fell in love...
Not that I don't now
But then it was private
And personal
As we exchanged notes
In the hallway or even
Crowded corridors
Time was when a mere glance
And a smile did the trick
Time is now when
You need newspapers to
Profess your love for all
To see
No privacy
No delicate-ness that is love
Thump your chest times these
And oh yes
Cupids arrows found their mark
And in return Cupid got
Sticks stones and bombs
And I daresay
A few pink panties ...
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