valentine

this day, set aside for lovers
like you and me,
sitting across from each other
at dinner, amidst seventy other couples
who wear the same smiles as though
Cupid's many arrows, shot
out like random fireworks, had purposefully
hit just one and luckily that one
was me.
how is it that you and I can feel
like the world has fallen away,
peeling its many layers to reveal
only ripeness
in the fruit we've nurtured
and nevermind that we no longer
hear the bustle of people around us,
nor do we pretend to veer our eyes elsewhere
but right here, in each other
because today, as with the day we met,
that is enough.

©2006 b.cisek