A sonnet in June

when we learn about love

Some say that wisdom comes from varied strong
experience; we do remember things
which have affected us, if they were wrong
in motivation or if we made springs
of joyfulness when they afflicted us --
and thus I know that eros is both boon
and bane, for in the brush and blush and buss
of bonding we expose our hidden moon
to orbital discovery, and then
we have no mysteries which could protect
the pith of certainty that holds us when
we see the arrows that we must deflect,
though some were strung on Cupid's bow. So know
that thoughts of love protect with nightly glow.