Upon the varitudes of this planet,
The sound of trumpets,
Echoes of a lost valentine,
The lady in the canteen,
Beyond her teen…
Smiles of deception,
At this reception..
This Covid rendition,
Of bye bye lockdown!
A child, is born tonight,
A person passes on tonight,
In the morning twelight
Boda boda sexsim,
A girl seating,
As though cheating,
A boy seating,
As though yearning…
14th Febuary and the lost Naalya valentines,
There they go,
Female and male creatures,
There they go..
They are happy,
Butterflies of love, lust, love lost,
In this earthly crust…
Of Naalya Valley..
Really..
