Valentine poem for my wife
clouds drift above our heads, seasons dance the waltz, the sun is a nebulous haze... rain and sleet whips the air, we look for shelter, we meet only closed doors; our skin feels like frozen, our eyes are tired, but smile between the tears welling from deep crevices of pain and stung by a biting wind. our hearts gallop steadily like proud untamed horses, securing their domain with scuffing manes, emulating the rays of thousand shining suns in the velvet shrine of the deepest night - entwined to loneliness and bonded by intransigent love, we walk this fortuitous path with indomitable spirit.