कोम्परेड तो यू माय डार्लिंग, हफेज़ & रूमी वेरे ब्लिंद दृन्कें गोअठेर्ड्स

Compared to you, my Darling, Hafez & Rumi were A Pair of Blind, Drunken Goatherds

looking for the perfect valentine
i searched everywhere
googling the internet w/ a trillion eyes
looking for that single just-right message, perfect for you
alas!  couldn't be done. instead, in my endless
vain efforts, trying to accumulate & sort these frantic stacks of words,
my constant grasping to contain even one
tiny ideal moment to express that sweet
essence, your incredible Being,
snap the trap on the image photographically tasteful & iconic--
why, i've already barred the window, shut the open wide & barred one
where that knowing old owl flew freely through
at night & again at dawn,
that white winged whirring wild owl who
wisely lived in  silence softly in the wooded park
in daytime, teasing us with camophlage
amid the textures of trees in glinting sunlight,
only flashing by in unexpected flight at dark,
wings whooshing while dove-cooing--that silent, half-forgotten
one whose spirit
always made  us all look
upward, half-giddy--
searching--

   - {happy valentines day}