Valentine's Day is for children (like us)

From Florilege des Amours de Ronsard by Matisse

You were a poem
fully formed

when I was learning
to read on my own

And if violets were blue
before we met

Roses are red
ever since.
     
And it really is 
as simple as that

Though you would
say it better,

my love   

Confession

(Detail from Bernini's Ecstasy of St. Teresa. Photo credit here.)

I want to lick
the skin
of a toad

I want my eyes
to go 
big and dark

until the light
is all there
is

and blind,
I'll weep

an ignorance
of bliss