You may find the blue sky over his head.
Green leaves where he lie was his bed.
Harmony of blue, green and red.
"Oh you cute little addictive thing", he said.

He is the freedom of freedom you find.
He is the piece of peaceful mind.
He is the unexpected smile you hide.
He is the valentine who never lied.

He had everything that she would ever died.
He is the poet who talks rhyme and rhythms.
He is the poem she never ever tried.
Kind of a poem she would love hundred times.

Twenty two minutes and it just flied.
"I will catch you later" she said,with her pride.
Keep the distance in this quarantine.
To be arrested in my largest chamber dear valentine.

Roovi