A table with empty chairs
For him a long forgotten memory.
Now dark and endlessly vacant
Was the place where she sat
As moonlight danced upon
every strand of hair.

"Has anyone seen my Valentine?"

The candles have since burned away
He takes position once again at the
head of the table.
A past emotional flood returns to
A happier day.
Holding back tears he whispers,

"Has anyone seen my Valentine?"

She was a princess locked in heart
He the prince with his soul the key
Once the two combined...
Their bond was never to grow apart.
Now she was gone, his candle of passion
burned out that very day,

"Has anyone seen my Valentine?"

Down the hall into a bedroom
Of shattered hope.
Implanted in the mattress an
Indentation of her slender frame
Calls out, "I am always near."
But still it was hard to cope
With the fact that his companion
Was no longer here.

"Has anyone seen my Valentine?"

Onto the porch, where he proposed
To her his heart, overlooking a
Sea of peace and tranquillity.
A promise now replaced by an ocean
Of questions and a typhoon of hostility.

"Has anyone seen my Valentine?"

Snow White bit off too much of the
Apple this time and Prince Charming
Sealed his own fate with a kiss.
Her ever waking moment was more
Beautiful then where the angels tread...
A dream he would always miss.

"Has anyone seen my Valentine?"

An empty table surrounded by
Empty chairs and the ghost of a breeze
Where a happy future was once planned
Now but the wisp of a memory drifting
Through the trees.
A candle snuffed to early in time

"Has anyone seen my...?"