my only love stems from an only friend
my only love in a more subtle way
has in its purest form love budded.
O sweet steerage this love ship sails!
handled by a cautious captain
who knows the eulogies of love
and its dues – never for granted taken;
O thou dark-fairest beauteous dove!
love not begotten by beholding facial-faces
love’s begotten by holding [in situ] cardiac-faces.
jolly val day!