10 years & 43 inches

Had it been a tale of sheer happiness
We’d be living a bland, summer afternoon
As sultry as it can it can get in our mouth
Yet we tasted melting rainbows, and
Lighting shiver at the tip of our tongue;
A faint blame for fate, fled gleefully

Had it been a tale of sheer joy
We won’t know the season of smiles,
Ten years of shared sunlight
& our love tree grows 43 inches,
Certain things you can measure
Albeit there’s a lot more that you can’t

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