Measuring our love...?

My love for you is measured
not by the days or months...
for they pass by without a trace...
but by the passion in the endless number of kisses,
the joy in the countless smiles,
the happiness in our laughter,
the warmth of being held in your arms.

The beauty of every sunset we\'ve seen together,
the honey sweet taste of your lips on mine,
the shivers of passion at your gentle touch on my body,
the tears we both have cried...
together and alone.

All these things, like my love for you are immeasurable.

every clear blue sky, every glorious sunset and every moonlit starry night could not compare to one spent in your embrace

*Not exactly a poem, i wrote this for Peter. This is the closest i can get to the words for how i feel