Love is unmeasured

       Love is unmeasured
 
Seasons upon seasons ran fine   
      My love is a mountain;
If I had known yours is a pine,
      Measure won’t go vain
 
Care upon care, truth is great,
          Thy service excels.
No dearth you entrust to fate,
        To know yours rebels!

Affection or Attention, simple mite;
          Very easy to recoup,
Thy love for measurement I fight,
         I’d die nincompoop.
   
I wish for my rebirth once or more,
         How thy love do smell;
How expressionlessly you can adore!
             I know I would fail.