A Poem for Valentines Day.

This is one I wrote a year ago. It's a personal poem, but I hope it's sufficiently universal for you to enjoy as well.

This Love

This love is far more complex than a rhyme
or even than a poem: though I try
explaining what it is from time to time
I cannot, and I cannot tell you why.

This love is something greater than I know:
I only know compulsion from within
that made me stay when you would have me go;
that wouldn't have an end, that bade 'Begin'.

This love affair is everything and nought
will ever come between this man and you.
If anything's contagious, we are caught,
the fever more malarious than 'flu...

This love outlasts a Valentine, my love;
outlives a thousand festivals and more.
It rides upon the wing-beats of a dove
who never knew eternity before.

Roy