I am not much into Valentine’s day. It always seemed too plastic. But I am into love…

What more can be said of love?

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What more can be said of love

That has not been said before?

You and I find each other

Quietly

We curved a few moments about us

Like a blanket

Knowing that all of this would pass

This house, this car, this bank balance

These objects shaped from memories

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But love is not mixed from dust

It makes a spark that leaps between here

And there

And the dark matter moves

To make room

For you

In me