When spring arrives

its spring.winter's over.
ice turns back into water.
the river rushes.
as it hits a sharp rock.
bleeding.

This Valentine

I wandered over the ocean
Searching for the sea
I’ve seen so many faces
Yet not a glimpse of me

Your pictures all over my wall
Hung to, by a tact
It seems that I’m denying
The cold and cruel fact

That you are gone and you are lost
At somewhere far away
The calendar’s torn, the clocked tricked
There goes another day

The day you went, I cannot forget
My present to you, a kiss
But you went off not even leaving
A goodbye that I’ll miss

This valentine, I was alone.