Diva's flick on a February moon

DIVA:
a flower
with tentacles
tingling my heart.
A finger
painting the calendar
on our walls
every 14th February. Speaks words
of geography:
world wide web of love.

SHE
dances in the air, right
beyond it to Galaxy's plains -
far above the rainbow.
I see you
clearly decked in red roses
all over the moon.

SPARKS
of a million kisses
you give;
bubbles of a zillion hugs
let loose,
like flying cannons
in rhythm & bliss; that

BUTTERFLIES
light up my belly,
from your tickles and chuckles. That
you've become
a dream etched in my heart;
a forever, in my arms.