Valentine '97 From fissionable fellowship A forge hot as any sun Is found to emerge One (Only one) From the breathless surge Of blurred faces Flying feet, lukewarm shoulders The mouths that chatter The glance that strays The one that stays and smoulders From the break and the scatter Of hearts unnumbered Is found at last to come One (Only one) To revivify the numb Heart The helter-skelter mind The shoulder too encumbered The brow too deeply lined. Apart From the myriad prospects Is found the one The One Elects. David DeBoe