My (Spy)Valentine

The rose you gave me

Had a bug in it

And not the natural kind.

The candy was stunning,

A real knock-out.


The diamond brooch?

Nice. Thoughtful.

So was the homing pin.

Don't you trust me, darling?

No more spiders,

I promise.

I press my cheek

Against your chest.

I can hear your heart



Oh damn.

Time to run, darling.

It's been fun.

Blow me a kiss.

It will have to suffice

Until next time.

For now, we're done.