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.