Love... br like a defenseless child, br sheltered br by the embrace of two br crouching downward, over it br like a cabin's eaves, br br Should be tended by gift, br gesture, and the vow br of one hand interlocking another; br br Should be nurtured, praised br and caressed br until rocked asleep, gently br in a limb-locked love br cradling dreams. br br For once, having looked away br when it beckons, br tugging at our sleeve, br we look back, too late br down the years, br br To find it flown, grown br and with it, br the marriage br we have forsaken...