Valentine’s Day –my favorite love poem ever
“The Floating Poem Unnumbered”
Whatever happens with us, your body
will haunt mine—tender, delicate
your lovemaking, like the half-curled frond
of the fiddlehead fern in forests
just washed by sun. Your traveled, generous thighs
between which my whole face has come and come—
the innocence and wisdom of the place my tongue has found there—
the live, insatiate dance of your nipples in my mouth—
your touch on me, firm, protective, searching
me out, your strong tongue and slender fingers
reaching where I had been waiting for years for you
in my rose-wet cave—whatever happens, this is.
I cannot say why this poem moves me and feels like the fullest form of love, but it does.
In your Valentine Day plans, remember thickets of candy, bouquets of love notes, remember orbs hanging from skies, remember the way the moon enters your dreams. Remember the big love that kissed your neck wildly in the night you first fell in love. Any star in the universe can be involved in a stellar collision which is the joining of two stars through the force of gravity. White dwarfs are the remnants of low mass stars and if they form a binary system with another star, they can cause a large explosion known as a supernova. Sometimes planets form. Think about that, planets might form from this collision.
The traditional idea for Valentine’s Day is to have a romantic time with your loved one doing whatever you all deem fun and fantastic.
The French like food like:
Broiled stuffed oysters
We are a big fan of French food, but honestly we don’t know how to cook it.
I am going to try to find some oysters and champagne, and Mark is going to make sashimi. A little Japanese, a little French. A little of this. A little of that. We survived 2015. Here’s to big love.