Slightly Off the Mark: Valentines Day poem ... well, maybe poem

I love you more than chocolate, more than a cold Mountain Dew. (You know who you are.)

More than ice cold water on a hot day;

more than hot chocolate in January.

More than all the biggest library’s books.

More than the a three-book writing contract.

I love you more than the newest, most powerful Mac,

more than an all-astronomy channel on satellite,

more than a visit from the Prize Patrol,

more than another season of Firefly.

My love is taller than Everest,

wider than the Great Wall,

longer than a congressional funding bill,

and deeper than Bill Gates’ pockets.

My love is hotter than Mercury,

bigger than Jupiter,

brighter than Venus,

and longer than Pluto.

My love gets 200 mpg,

could heat 5,000 homes,

power the Las Vegas strip,

and make the Mississippi run backward.

And that’s a lotta love. Enough to conquer

troubles,

worries,

sickness,

and distance.

It might not be able to crack politics, though.

Remember, love is one thing that, when you give it away, comes back double.

Slightly Off the Mark