"Measure" is a poem about my true love, Mario, and an event that actually happened.
|At the Cairo Hospital...looking at my true love.|
couples measure love
I once ordered Maine lobster at market price, a mistake
But he puts the seat down, does the laundry,
tried to act normal, plodding
up stairs in Cairo—uneven stone
with candy wrappers. Women in black
The strength of his arms, and his whispers, leading me.
thing, and the world is a bleak place with
long, stony paths, all uneven, he steadies me.
Moreover, he believes I can do it and says so.
He knows me and walks beside me
On steps like these,
too weak and bloodless
and expects nothing. He never leaves.
This is the measure of my true love’s heart.