Entering a valentine,
the lustrous shapes of valentines.
On the mantle of the fireplace
red hearts, cupids,
cards, square as boxes
decorated with the calligraphy
of night.
Whimsy in an unlit room
saying in Mary’s way,
I love you.
One thousand ways,
I love you.
I breathe loving you.
I am a storm loving you.
Inhale the love of me loving you.
The lava of my eyes
overflowing from my heart.
The perfume of my life’s passion.
My valentine for you
the ruby inside my soul.