LETTER TO CUPID
© February 26, 2002, © February 1998 (Original Version)
Dear Cupid,
It’s a rainy Valentine, and your heavens hover in bleak blackness,
But before you soar away with this day like you have so many times before,
Shine upon me with a love I have so many times preached, yet not practiced,
Her name is Karen, and past Valentine her shine will last,
Though I have failed to reflect such a shine with each year’s Valentine passed,
So you need only to bless me and have her love or even like me,
Because existence of her presence has long impressed me, and you need not strike me.
For when the journey of Valentine’s day travels long and lonely miles,
And the face of its night grins a dark and stormy smile,
I know Karen shines, lightening every second of such an ebony while,
As such, Cupid, you will not, through an eternity of Valentines, strike such grace,
Because Karen’s steps are followed by the heavens’ shifting pace,
And the countenance of the clouds up there duplicate her shining face,
The same way the torrents of rushing sea duplicate the elegance of her motion,
And the way her voice takes me away like the hushing breath of ocean.
So, Cupid, whether Valentine’s land of lovers remains busy or barren,
Whisper that you will bless me with none other than a shining beauty named Karen,
Because when you leave and fly like a bird through the storms,
Only these lines heard of Valentine words can keep me ever so warm,
Then, send us to your heavens, where, after a kiss, I can sleep with her on a cloud,
In a place of bliss, distinguished from the rest of heavens’ crowds,
Where this Valentine maiden, who has long shone light on days so laden,
Can illume and heighten the gloom of a sky so raven,
And finally, may we be left alone together, under the brightness Karen has shone forever,
To let Valentine cease, as we live in peace within this holiday haven…