Valentine

I love every single little brittle word you say

You text me through the day

I could make myself a poet or a dreamer

Though the doldrum dawns know I'm neither

Scroll up and my screen reads like a script

Say you want a character, babe, just take your pick

Bet you've had lovers in the hundreds

Better change your lucky numbers

Reach me on a flex I love the best

Writing RAP sheets in the backseat

Of a taxi heading west

Tunnel lights, late night streets

Coming up on read receipts

It almost feels like fate that you'd find me

Cos Valentine, you remind me

Of everyone I've been and forgotten

When you're gone I miss me rotten

Valentine, my little Valentine

I need you all the time

My hands on you