To My Valentine:

I chase orange melting into purple.
A lone bird without a V,
Leaving my nest in the sunrise;
High above the nimbi,
Thousands of miles spread out between us;
Your heartbeat fades into a distant patter,
Mine races in front of me.

This Eagle’s flight cannot take me away from you,
My love expands past the mountains that separate us;
I follow the winding river’s curves,
And they lead me straight back to you.

Dusk settles on the earth below,
But above these white puffs its still morning

And I chase on

To catch the sunset to find my own sunrise.
I yearn for the day
I wake to pink sky with you by my side.

And when night lingers
Outside my windowpane,
And fog rolls in
To cover the valley range,
I will not fear or distress
‘Cause though its not here
In the rolling west,
I know there’s sunrise
In the distant plane
Where my heart is on this Valentine’s Day.