Eureka! (a third Valentine offering)

Eureka! I found you!

You are not in some silly old house where nothing hangs but a sad painting

Or a dry, cold bank where you touch the bills with such delicate fingers

You are not in Mcdonald's, where I sat for moments waiting

Or at my home where your scent lingers

You're just in one place I am happy with

Tucked in a labyrinth of tangled giddy

That sort of place where I put all my pillows, the softest yet

And listen to nightingales dreamily chirping their refrains

I hope that the air conjoins with the mist in achieving your lightest breath

And even melt the overlaying sleet

Eureka! Eureka! My dearest one

You're here, you're here

Away from sight

But in my only heart.

13 February 2010, twilight

Where can I find you?

I gathered all the poetry books I could find.

Skimmed them through and through

Over and above, I searched for anything about Love.

I found very little, in words archaic, almost brittle:

Not expressive of what I feel about you, everyday.

You're like a page I don't want to turn at all.

A hanging glass egg that should not fall

I gleam at your words and whenever I'm through,

Reading seems just the right way to construe

Your eternal thoughts, your ever-fleeting glances

I learn about you just as the day advances.

From page to page I win your confidence

That every time you speak, you cadence:

Long, short, short, short, long, long...

For you, my dearest, I do long.

And now, I find no poem can

Ever mean the words I plan

To tell you most, the things I share

From my heart's most intimate affair.

I find my world at peace with you

Always when the nearer to

You I am. I am you

Know

that

I

Love

You.

5 February 2010