I love this poem. It is so expressive it tells of a moment in time where things could have gone to pot and love came out stronger than anger. That doesn't happen enough in this world any more. The eighties birthed a "ME" generation that believes their own feelings are more important than other peoples and a mutual love like this isn't always strong enough. Thanks for sharing this poem. A more uniform use of punctuation would help a little, there are places which are complete thoughts that really should be punctuated as separate sentences, capitalizing every line leaves me to question where the sentences begin and end. But that is a nitpick