You Know

In shock and mock disbelief

she asked as I doted on her-

Do you know who the me you love is?

The me of then or now

of days gone, eclipsed

black and bright, day and night

.

Have we aged or are we peaking?

Who else would that you be?

It is the you of here and now,

and here and now and then,

in flesh and imagination.

It is the you that I think and you believe you are.

In place and time

The all of you that is and will be

My Valentine