To Harles From J

Love isn't paper hearts or Cupid arrows
Stupid cards, thoughts folded narrow
Roses never learn to speak
Such sentiments at best are weak

So sorry, but I must decline
I don't believe in Valentines
True love to me is Trick or Treat
A game for which there is no cheat

Sometimes the face carved in the gourd
Is not exactly a reward
But when the candle burns within
Revealing what's beneath the skin
The pumpkin takes a kind of glow
And grabs you without letting go

Though you are a princess, I humbly ask you this
Share you Tricks and Treats with me, and give this frog your kiss?