Love Poem Ii Poem by Edmundo Farolan

Do you believe in fortunes?
Yes.
But they’re not true.
That’s why I believe in them.
I hate Edmonton.Why?
It’s a growing city.
Shelley creates beauty.
I create beauty.
Yes.
Tonight was a wonderful night.
Presumptuous?
No. Premonitions. Don’t get shocked.
I’m resigned. Destiny, you know.
We have another month of togetherness.
Then maybe more in Montreal.
I love you more.
I like you more.
You, premonituous you!
Even if I ate with my fingers
Impatient for the food to come.
Even if you nudged me to taste the wine.
Even if I stared in boredom at the burning barbecue.
Or bony spareribs.
All in all, tonight was wonderful:
The movie, waiting for the bus,
The cold, the passing headaches.
You in red, most of all.
Each day is Valentine’s day, someone sang.