Let’s pretend

I hear love calls
and see excitement,
once a broken home
automatically repaired
to celebrate love
that was lost
and still not found.
Hampers change hands
sweet words fly
latent motive
remains hidden
until the candle light
goes off
and both are slipped
under the sheet
for a night
of love practice and making
only to wake up
in the morning
as empty as they were
before the 14th
to begin counting
to the next time
they’ll pretend
to have found
lost love.

Happy Valentine’s day