. . . . a valentine from Anne Marie
Curious love comes in all shapes and sizes:
tongue-tied and bashful or playful and guileless,
hidden by harshness or murmured with kindness,
boldly professed or retreating in shyness,
unrequited and painful or fleeting and feckless,
cautious and studied or madcap and reckless.
Abandoned, denied and refuted in blindness
or worn on the sleeve like a badge of sublimeness,
a bolt from above stunning in its divineness
or cat’s paws on tiptoe conspiring in slyness,
in its myriad forms and clever disguises,
love lies in wait to confound and surprise us.
