My Everything

You are my heart, my hope, my help,
The passion that is me,
The whole of which I am a part,
My peace, my ecstasy.
You are my future, present, past,
My ship, my sail, my ocean,
The wind that brings me home again,
The home for every motion.
You live within me, yet I am
Without you all alone.
With you I am full of light;
Without you I am stone.
Is this foolish? Yes, perhaps,
But also it is true.
I think of life as something I
Can spend with only you.
Ah, my love! Love longs for such
Sweet celebrants as this!
Love is a burden and a joy,
Slavery and bliss.
This day of love come love with me,
Come sing with me my song.
Come be my Valentine, and I
Will love you my life long, my love,
Will love you my life long.
Valentines can do the math:
More than one is none.
Intimacy is intimate,
Else one must be alone.
One can be a Valentine
Only if one will
Take one for oneself, and then
Let the heart be still.
Valentines are all in one:
Parent, child, friend,
Pet and plaything, counselor,
Nurse, guide, journey�s end.
Valentines are never perfect,
Though they patient prove.
What one can expect of them
Depends upon one's love.