No red roses with baby's breath wrapped in tacky cellophane.
No big Valentine's balloon.
No cheesy Valentines day card.
A lie in in bed.
Breakfast in bed.
A yoga lady.
Because she reminds him of me.
A soy candle.
Rose and geranium.
He says it smells like the earth.
Because he says I give so much.
He says he wanted me to nurture myself.
So he got me the yoga lady.
Because I love yoga.
And the candle.
Because I am so much better when I meditate.
And he has always written me poems.
And love letters.
He is always giving.
He is my knight in shining armour.
I love you.