What it means to be married to Jena
When the dull thud of lifes engine
Grinds down the slow beat
You are the new fuel that flames
Pulse and loves speed.
When the star-less sky apes
Empty thoughts that eviscerate the soul
You are a Catherine wheel filling
That bland void with loves pyrotechnics
When the dead leaves of autumn
Crumble and whisper, It is time that life dried out
You are the dew-soaked lily
Caparisoning life with loves full bloom.
Without you, some simple stone could stand in
For my lifes full purpose.
With you, no known swirl of galaxies could
The full color and depth of what it means
To be married to you.
Happy Valentines Day, my lovely, adorable, shaggable, Jena.