your valentine

she was your valentine.
wasn't she?
didn't you give her
roses from
safeway, the last dozen
in a vase,
a card signed love
with your name below
the hallmark script.
not a cheap card either.
it made music
when opened.
and what about the broche,
that silver sea horse
with ruby like pieces
of glass imbedded
in its curves. what about
the milk chocolates?
wasn't that enough for
another year,
to express your vague
and fading love?