Red the color on toll
street covered in it as they roll
Matching outfit as greed in poll
Two by two they all stroll
Everyone happy no one to troll
Red is the day they call
A day cherished by love hearts
Forgetting troubles,aches and hurts
Trying to amend all in day before parts
Bonds so strong, a chemistry of arts
sweet fragrance of flowers at marts
Thats how red day starts
Gifts are gifted with affection
To hearts bond with connections
flowers creating chemistry and attention
Chocolate bars causing association
Truely love has no translation
Red is the day of relation
©lyja
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