Valentine

What is it that turns my head

or makes me smile

deep into the core of my being,

but you?

And the days have become months

and the months have become years

and still my heart glows at our meeting,

and my head is full of things to say;

and I watch whilst you open and unfold

layers of yourself -

and yes,

sometimes standing naked

and unashamed and trusting

and knowing that my gaze is for more

than just your surface

but for your being

even to its very core.