Valentine 2022

There’s a heart-felt holiday in the offing,
and somehow, I am supposed to measure
and record
the height and depth and weight of the love 
we carry between us.
It’s an odd and sticky amorphous burden,
is love.
It ebbs and flows like an ocean tide: 
rushing forward in full attack,
then slipping back from our pursuit.
It comes with no thought for convenience
or implausibility
or circumstance
or time.
No Hallmark-determined beginning
or middle or predictable end.
Love is love is love:
a roller coaster that we ride together
clinging to each other through the ride,
through the peaks and valleys,
believing our ultimate arrival
will be as our beginning:
together.