Perfect is the word I have in mind, no, the meaning is not vague, at least not to me, it was very beautifully writen and very creative. This poem paints a image in my mind and also makes me think of what love was like... ... work work again Jackie, take care... may you find spring's warmth after winter's cold... :)

*"good work" not "work work".... damn, I hate it how I can't edit my own comments....