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Measurements

September 10, 2011
By LaurenSarrantonio SILVER, Commack, New York
LaurenSarrantonio SILVER, Commack, New York
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I could find a ruler, dust off the aged scale
Bring out the thermometer bleeding mercury that’ll ail,
Uncover the graduated cylinder filled with juice,
I could record distance from a tree branch to a noose,
Yet measurements fall finite to what else there’s to know,
My love for you, darling, will only hopelessly grow.

The author's comments:
A short poem I wrote inspired by my endless love for you.

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