For Valentines day, a poem I wrote for Lori in 1995. I don't usually write sonnets, because the history of their use and abuse makes it hard to avoid tyranny of the form over the sense. In this case, it really did come to me naturally that way, and though I't's not for me to judge, I don't think imposes itself to be read as a sonnet.
If you want something else to read this Valentines day, try "Asunder", a marvelous love story by Nnedi Okorafor, in her own inimitable style.