Counting the Ways
Every thought about the meaning of love
is but a moment lasting forever
It is a rosebud, fresh and new
with unspoken love in its petals
Every word written
every song tenderly rendered
put together in the most wonderful array
of love expression ever inspired....
when felt in sum
are but specks in the universe
We cannot fathom the unfathomable
while gently saying, 'I love you.'
As for 'counting the ways,'
we can thank poets for trying
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