Valentinus

T'was the previous night

And all my yesterdays' nights

I may have dreamed of a light

A saint who went on February

T'was legend or unimagined?

But I'm no mere vocabulary

Valentinus was a prayer, Julia was a seeker

To Claudius the king, they were both players

Marriage was a sin, yet the saint bonded lovers

Together they shall be; together you and me

If the world were Claudius', we'll let him discover

If the world were Valentinus', he will have uncovered

Two worlds, two humans, none are undercovers

Like Valentinus; like Julia

We're just you and me

"To prison, you hater, and all your lovely prayers

Against all my 'marry later's, go and meet your jailer!"

Asterius, the jailer, had a daughter who was greater

Than the kingdom of Claudius, though she was younger

Julia was her name; 'where's my father?' since birth

Asterius brought Valentinus in to teach her about earth

And to each other, we've taught the meaning of worth

For you've saved me from dearth; for you are my mirth

O' God and Valentinus have blessed Julia's rebirth

Both her eyes and her mind have expanded in girth

"Can I see what you've taught, Valentinus?

Does God really listen to the prayers of us?"

Thus they prayed; thus we prayed

Just them, just us

That God be the holy healer

Of them, of us

Begone, Julia's blindness! 

And bless us with kindness!

For Valentinus. For Julia.

For unending love, hallelujah!

If I were Hamlet, and I were not mad

For the all of our lives, you are my Ophelia

For unbending love, hallelujah!

Pay respects to the best and save us from the bad

Though Asterius and his daughter were soon prayers

Foe Claudius was to execute Valentinus, the sinner

As he was a prayer; as we are both prayers

We pray for salvation, for strength against strayers

And now we're together, and hopefully forever

If the world were Claudius', we'll make him shiver!

For love was what made King Claudius quiver

As Valentinus walked past the stoning men's river

His faith never altered, my love never faltered

For we are but lovers to lovers, not faulters

It is the following night

And all my tomorrows' nights

I will have dreamed of a light

A saint who went on February

His final letter to Julia is my first in our story

His words may be legend but mine is unimagined

As the world awaits us, our love is never questioned

To love family, friends and the greatness of heaven

To love God and to love you, all will never unhappen.

- From your Valentine