Valentine

 To be without you would be to have a sky with no sun. 

To never hear your voice would be to have a world without color.

To never watch your sweet eyes peering at me, 

or marvel at that smile shining on your lips, 

would be to live in a world where I couldn't smell blooming flowers, 

or taste steaming herbal tea on bone-weary days.

For anything that made me sigh with contentment or smile with joy, 

would pale in the absence of you, my love.

I have few things to offer you, but I offer them all gladly.

I will lay everything I am at your feet, 

humble gifts at the altar of the divine,

And bow my head to accept your decree.

For anything, 

Anything at all from you -

Eyes cast over a distance, a smile, a sigh, a soft touch of word on paper -

Makes this mortal's life an odyssey.