but a baby
with a fetish for weaponry?
What's a heart
but a shape
misrepresenting
the heart
in me?
What's a rose, and some chocolate,
and a love song to sing?
What's a single day in February
if not everything?
We are
these things...
And when you put it all together
then give it some wings,
we fly.
That's why
love may not be much of anything...
Just air,
nor here, nor there, nor anywhere...
just life's single most important entity.
Yes,
when you put it all together,
a single day in February
is everything!