By Shawn Marc B. Carreon
Cupid can either miss,
Where plans are at risk,
Bodies turning mist,
Hearts being stiff.
Love can be what one would think,
Often being the person of kinks,
Various people as single as links,
Eager for a pair to create a Jinx.
Valentines Day, where hearts roam free,
Skins are pink and bias tolls fee,
Eyes then see what love cannot be,
Some hearts alone, letting it be.
