Would it be uncool if

I could write a love song?

So dangerous you’d stiff

The waiter his tip? Strong

Enough to make you think

About dashing before

You even dined? Too pink

For your triangle core?

Or, would you really stay?

What if I offered my

Soul on Valentine’s Day?

Would you suffer or die?

I think I love you, you

Solomon burning white.

And I know it’s taboo,

But, let’s make this our night.