Valentine

This is the hour for love,
an occasion by way of your presence.
Monthly grids notify while ticking hands point,
but your index is the first digit, progressed from notification,
to interlocked unity with my own.
Near is the beautiful basis by which I lay claim to this day’s full potential.
Today is an occasion in sequence with a grid of days you bless,
so that this day is a holiday among holidays,
defined not by time, and only by you here with me,
our love allowed its reign.