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A Measure of Love

I thought to measure love...
Then thought, what heart
puts a limit on the heart?
Does a mother tell a child
not after breakfast
only till noon
after tucking, on you own?

darling I love you
after sex, no hugging

I thought to measure love
then thought

Love, need never to be thought

Love, need not ever be sought

Just Love....

introspectionlovepassionsoulmatespiritualfree verse

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

September 12, 2025 at 7:22 AM

Hello Joe, I love how you start with the question of whether love can even be measured, then gently unravel it with those sharp little contrasts just like the mother and child, the lover after intimacy. Love isn’t meant to be rationed or timed, it just is. Blessings, Joe, Daniel

Joseph P. DiMino

September 12, 2025 at 7:25 AM

Thank you, Daniel. Blessings my friend. I know nothing. I just ask questions, seeking solutions. Your comment is very important and valuable to me.

Valsa George

September 12, 2025 at 1:48 AM

Love is something that comes by itself, unsought. Love cannot be sought or bought. It has a natural course and it finds its own space. Well said.

Joseph P. DiMino

September 12, 2025 at 7:23 AM

Very kind and loving of you. Thank you, Valsa. Such a valuable, moral comment. Blessings.

Gershon Wolf

September 11, 2025 at 6:32 PM

"Love" the last three lines, my friend. Perfection! ~ Gershon

Joseph P. DiMino

September 11, 2025 at 6:45 PM

Hi Gerhon; thank you for the encouragement. We give each work our best effort...and then hope we have not wasted our time, and the valuable time of the treasured reader. Blessings my friend.

sara Etgen-Baker

September 11, 2025 at 5:34 PM

well said, Joe.....true and wise words. Love is boundless. have a blessed evening, Sara

Joseph P. DiMino

September 11, 2025 at 6:26 PM

Thank you, Sara; have great evening. Blessings.

Yann Rolland

September 11, 2025 at 4:14 PM

this is a brilliant poem, love the idea, great inspiration poet

Joseph P. DiMino

September 11, 2025 at 6:28 PM

Thank you, Yann. Thank you for the support. Have a great evening.

Andrea Dietrich

September 11, 2025 at 3:51 PM

That was funny. No hugging after sex. I can imagine some guys saying that. I really like this theme and the clever way you express it

Joseph P. DiMino

September 11, 2025 at 6:29 PM

I always try to get a little laugh into my works. So pleased you saw the humor in that statement. Have a great evening.

Paula Goldsmith

September 11, 2025 at 2:12 PM

I enjoyed reading your powerful write. Great thoughts here. Yes, "Just Love...." is the answer. Have a wonderful day writing away............

Joseph P. DiMino

September 11, 2025 at 6:31 PM

You got it! Best summery: Just Love. Says it all.

Sally Eslinger

September 11, 2025 at 11:13 AM

Hmmm…I read 3 times, then back over some individual lines, to consider your deep thoughts in one-on-one relationships, just meeting a smeone, or, say, surrounded by unknown others in grocery line. We are to look for the Jesus Christ in others (& self) = much love needed to find love from conception, learning/feeling/giving Love is not measureable/boundried/static. Bravo Joe

Joseph P. DiMino

September 11, 2025 at 11:39 AM

Hi Sally; wonderful comment. Thank you. To look for Christ in self and others...yet a measure of love. How much do we look for" 10% 50%? Yet measures of love. How much do I love you? A whole bunch. Closer. I love you more than life itself -- yet a measure of love. Though a great deal. Love is "not measurable/boundried/static", in the sense, non confinable. Best conclusion yet. Are we even capable of pure love, or only human facsimile? We are not...if we are only human. Which we are not. Lots to think about. Thank you, Sally. Hope your are feeling better.