February 29
Something significant hovers just ahead.
Today the girl can ask the boy, the woman the man,
with marriage the prize.
I have no need to ask that question;
I am partnered already
and am beyond the age of looking.
But, like the dewy eyed girl,
I long to ask the questions
not usually permitted.
Will you? Can we? Dare I?
Dare I strip my soul naked
by professing my desire?
Can I offer my heart, soul, and flesh
to a flow I cannot control?
I tell myself to consider well:
What do you court?
What wants inviting?
Or, in other parlance –
What do you most want to do
before you die?
What matters?
Make your choice –
And leap!