Valentines Day Détente

it is my heart talking

those words you cannot quite hear

the ones you strain to listen to 

lean in to catch

but the torrent continues

you think you get the gist of it

then it rains on

and you realize 

you did not hear what 

you thought you were listening to

when you heard what you 

thought my heart was saying

its all right

its just another kind of energy that connects us

we read between the lines-

as if that were possible -

to ever even understand what

someone else is feeling 

much less to be able to convey this

with an alphabet of mirrors and lost art

its all right. 

we assume so much 

in direct opposition to our own finity.

legacy! all hail!

the stones thud against us 

and fall,

mad meteors

and

we lean in

as we strain to hear the angel’s song