Came across this today on some site.....

ENVOI: WAKING AFTER SNOW

"When did we drift into each other's arms?
Snow, blue as morning, shakes down
in the branches, not a breath among them.
I can't tell if we're one body or two.
As soon as he's settled, the red bird puffs up
his whole heart to the cold. Don't move."

Just took my breath away, particularly the last 2 words.

Such sheer, hopeless romanticism increases my irritation at the plastic romance that seems to abound nowdays. Whether it be the "teen movies" or bestsellers, love is the second most abused word in the dictionary.
(the first being friends.....thats a diff story altogether)

Coming across such writings restores some of the romantic in the increasingly cynical ol' me!!