Give Me A Strawberry

Give me a strawberry for Valentine's Day,

Not fancy chocolates or a big bouquet.

Because red stands for passion, heat, desire,

Love and rage, danger and fire.

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Give me a strawberry for Valentine's Day,

Don't do things the typical way.

Because a strawberry is sweet to taste

But too bitter if eaten with panicked haste.

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Give me a strawberry for Valentine's Day,

Send the cards and cupid away.

Because a strawberry sliced resembles a heart,

But if you leave it abandoned, sweet turns to tart.

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Give me a strawberry for Valentine's Day,

I don't need jewellery, 'just to say...'

The seeds of a strawberry aren't nice to eat,

But without imperfections, it isn't complete.

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Give me a strawberry for Valentine's Day,

I don't need wine or a box of Milk Tray.

The juice of a strawberry runs bright, blood red,

As does love from a heart when its lover is dead.

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Give me a strawberry for Valentine's Day,

Roses don't ever live long anyway.

I admit strawberries rot, but I don't care,

Because like love, its memory is always there.

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Give me a strawberry for Valentine's Day,

Don't tell me words you feel forced to say.

It embodies new life and sweetness too,

There's no need for 'I love you'; I know that you do.

This was partly inspired by Carol Ann Duffy's poem, 'Valentine' – reading that might help make the context of this clearer, I don't know. :) Either way, I hope you enjoyed it, and please review to let me know your thoughts!

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