Valentine Poetry Greeting: Although our love is over, it remains An unfrequented garde...

Although our love is over, it remains
An unfrequented garden in my heart,
Its beauty quite inseparable from pain,
A wilderness where once was willful art.
But where my room, untenanted, can fill
A moment with my music, sweet and slow.
There are no wishes like a former lover''s
That from the dark, repentant night must shine.
And so though we have both moved on to others,
I send you from afar this Valentine.