Valentine for Adrianna

If we were straight/
what a couple/
we would be.

We would say things/
to each other like/
‘grow old with me’.

But you heed Sappho’s call/
And I the young male ball.

You are my sister and/
hope that you resist the/
impulse to hate my whim/
as I kiss you as kin.

We will be friends in poetry/
exchange our verse as pleasantries.
To be and see/to feel and hear/
emotions rampant/
in our own sphere.

As I end this ‘Hallmark’ rhyme/
and reflect on hurts in my time.
I wish to you less-hurt/
that life will send your way.
So as your Platonic friend:

Happy Valentine’s Day.


Puma/MMX
Copyright 2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.