It was valentine’s day
& i was sick––
no getting up
no going out––
so you made me
a sandwich crowned
with a peanutbutter heart
nearly a year out of work,
the cancer awake,
the happy-heart keeps
smiling
gold doesn’t tarnish
ideal forms don’t alter,
love doesn’t change
you are my valentine sun––
my valentine moon––
& you make my everyday
valentine stars