Hello from the starlit and dusty files of Jim Brennan, unlikely midnight poet and giver of words held close. I thought it would be a good time to share a few of my works with those who might enjoy them for a sometime , a Valentine-like time, or whenever.   Lovers Across Time was composed in the near darkness over the course of several nights just prior a St. Valentine's day many years ago. My spirit was really in this, with a personal deadline to see it completed by an approaching February 14th.  And its life burned within me like a lighthouse beacon, piercing the velvet darkness of the dim night in which I worked, to eventually become a star of its own. I would like to change a few lines, but for its own sake will leave it be; imperfect, a reflection, stirring my soul.