I had the strangest dream last night that New York's twin towers were replaced with three statuettes of the Statue of Liberty. One was red, one was yellow, and one was green. They were made of some kind of translucent gelatin, and they were dubbed the Three Sisters.
It occurs to me that I have yet to mention Valentine's Day, perhaps because it was uneventful. Saturday, on the other hand, was beautiful.

MASSIVE MUSINGS

Here it comes...
A new and concentric wave
of casual communion.
And the colours burst apart
to touch back upon themselves
like a diamond with its sides
turned inside out.

Yes.
Dissintegrating black holes
describes this perfectly.
Emphatically, yes!

You stopped time
and accelerated it all at once.
You played cat's cradle
with every thread of my mind
and my heart's strings.

Consciousness traces backward into
unfamiliar lucidity
Subconsciousness trickles forward into
elusive tranquility
And there is no more sound
save the sparkle of your musings.