The Significance of Love

Yes you delightful mystery of mine:

You wild unmapped terrain, ideas and flesh,

Your lips and talking, smiles uncharted, fresh

In mood and attitude, in means and mien:

I long to graph your altitude, to trace

Your flame against our passion's arc of skies,

Discover in a moment in your eyes,

Decipher in an instant on your face:

Love, or the significance of love,

Perhaps that you and all things true and sweet

Are one, perhaps that there's nothing to prove

Except that you are here with me complete.

So nuzzling in the tumble of your hair,

I find you here, I find you everywhere.