my valentine

one day for love?
not enough little boxes
on Your Hello Kitty calendar
to give space
for this endless race
from the middle of me
to the center of You;
down the hallways
and back alleys of time,
not time enough
for all that flows,
Yours and mine;
echoes old,
and songs new,
striped mornings
covered with
passion's dew,
I strike eternal chords,
for a billion days
with You.

February 14, 2010, for the Wifey.

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