Photo by Stephanie LeBlanc on Unsplash
One kiss, or maybe two;
one big hug
out of the blue.
One gift, one flower,
left at your desk
during lunch hour.
I'm excited, as you can tell;
what's with the tremors?
I'm nervous as hell!
This is it, our first Valentine:
I am yours,
and you are mine.
About the Creator
Alex Torres
Started writing short stories back in 1988 at work, when I had an empty page to fill for the employee's internal magazine. Taking the pen again after a 30 year-long hiatus, exploring where it takes me this time.
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also become a paid subscriber, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.