No I don’t want to turn back the hands of the clock
I don’t wish to be younger than this
I just want to be me, as I am here and now
To enjoy the enjoyable kiss
For the lovers I’ve wanted so far in the past
are completely removed from this place
If I’d met you back then you would not see me here
and you would not be touching my face
At this moment in time I’m in love with your tongue
In this state you are all I desire
For this time is this time, it will never repeat
and like everything soon will expire
So perhaps all there is, is a moment in time
that is perfect and beautifully free
Where the measure of love has no reason or rhyme
but is there to exist and to be…
Alison Mary Dunn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-measure-of-love-2/
