February 14, 2010
Valentine

She completes me… I know, I know - how trite! She really does. I am as “out of balance” as an asteroid’s orbit. She stays on the ground while my rocket does a full burn, then plummets back down. I do not understand The Chemist or the formulae, but I know that at least someone knows what up. My flame-outs would have been fatal, without her. I love her.

Yin and yang hang out
All seasons we navigate
Fruit falls from deep roots