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Valentine
These three images of me
in black and white
on a thin matt strip
made in a whirring, clanking
photo booth
say-
“I love you”
on a placard-
my cheeky smile above
framed by lovely
old fashioned, grainy lines
and
“like…”
in the same deliberately
awkward texta
with my finger raised coyly
yo my mouth
in mock thought
then
“CRAZY!”
with bared teeth in
a lopsided happy grimace,
one fist full of black
(but really red) hair
but doesn’t say
“You are exquisite”
or show how irresistibly your
smile makes me smile
when beneath your
knowing, playful gaze
I develop.
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