Valentine From The Edge of The Milky Way

for Angela Claire Dotson

You are the cynosure of God's gaze
which rests forever upon you
You are your own blazing sun
whose fire and heat shall not be quenched
in ten thousand million light years
You are the worthy comrade of a gentle man
who will practice bonhomie and understanding
when at last he spirals inward to your heart
You do not have to worry he is out there
You can see him in your mind's starry eye
You can practice seeing him if you look hard
into a telescope and add a pretend mustache
You are my friend whom I adore from my outpost
at the edge of this easily traversed galaxy
You are my angel of thought my clair de lune
and today you are my valentine