unmeasurable things

the stars are as old as the number of grains of sand
on a beach washed with so much sea water
that a lifetime’s sunshine could never dry it all

and I, unknowing, see only the fine wrinkles on your forehead
which remind me of the span of your emotions
their longevity not unlike the giant sequoias reaching for the heavens

your kisses let me imagine that we will share more lives than a cat
though each one is so sweetly brief as the butterfly's quick life
their passion is like the endless fire deep inside a volcano -
it is the primal matter of life itself

my love for you can only be counted in heartbeats
eternal, incessant, as faithful as the return of dawn year after year

and the peace between us will last as long as the planets
continue in their orbits in the silent darkness of the universe
and my tender I love you
will reverberate over the light years
from now until eternity

unmeasurable things
[2007.18.10…a]
Written for the Writer's Cramp
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