let me count the ways...

ran out of fingers.

ran out of toes.

ran out of stars

and grains of sand

and sub-atomic particles

and numbers in all of the infinite series

in all of the infinite dimensions

in all of the infinite universes

of love.

let me count the ways...

ran out of moments.

ran out of lifetimes.

ran out of experiences

and emotions

and ideas

and grand schemes

and any other brilliant illusions

that could possibly

contain.

let me count the ways...

or not.

no more accounting.

no more division.

no more addition and subtraction.

no more multiplication.

just love.

unbounded

unlimited

indescribable.

our love

like a rainbow at sunset.

like the laughter of a newborn child.

like and yet unlike

every unimaginable goodness

that ever dawned into the world.