A Poem For Valentine

Majestic, mystic
My Goddess,
You are infinite…
A sun,
Behind your
Outsized sunshades.
You walk in
Brisk footsteps
Crushing my heartbones
Squishing my spleen…
And if
There was a cloudburst
Outside my window,
My sky would still
Be blue.
For you shine.
You shine
In your absence in my room,
You glow.
And if I have a choice
I would choose you;
And if I have no choice
I would choose you.
And if…
If I have
An infinite number
Of choices,
It would be
You Goddess —
Every single time
Of those infinite choices.