Be My Valentine
I’ve got love instead of blood pumping through my heart.
It’s squirting out my auricles and ventricles and every other part.
It’s like romantic heart disease.
It’s like a heart attack of love unease.
It’s like love cancer causing pain,
then metastasizing to my brain.
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Does writing excuse watching? 
That’s got a very nice flow to it. (And I didn’t realize that was a pun until I typed the words.)
thanks. i’ll have to save it for next year.