Happy Froggentine's Day

A plant with seven heart-shaped leaves, or sort of a flower for luck; whatever it is, it bloomed for Froggentine's Day. You need the luck of the frog.
Yeap, the poem is intended.

O Hymen! O hymenee!
Why do you tantalize me thus?
O why sting me for a swift moment only?
Why can you not continue? O why do you now cease?
Is it because, if you continued beyond the swift moment, you would
soon certainly kill me?

Walt Whitman, "Leaves of grass", Book IV.