To my valentine
t-o my valentine, with all my love,
o-f whom i cannot say enough in praise,
m-ay my love for you sufficient prove,
y-earning to redeem your caustic days.
v-ortices within may drag you down.
a-nchor, then, in my serenity.
l-ove saves some who otherwise might drown,
e-mbarked alone upon their galilee.
n-or should you deem your own love not enough
t-o be the chapel to which i retreat
i-n search of a pavilion for my pain.
n-o love is love unless it be a seat
e-nchanted, where a stone might weep again