08-06-2014, 06:44 AM
Quantifying love, as if
we could belt in this cloud
we walk in, ever changing.
Ardent George plied a trade that was grueling;
Quantifying the heart required schooling.
He was fast as a flash,
There was nary a thrash,
He was done while their blood was still pooling.
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions

