Iambic pentameters of junk and rhyme <br />Each being a measurement of distance and not of time <br />Matters not to me <br />As I count the stars I find... <br />Traveling as lovers on a voyage <br />Into the vast blackness of space <br />Where all words are weightless <br />And we are freed from their gravity <br />To describe the loving warmth of the sun <br />As well as the absolute beauty of the moon <br />Reflected in our eyes… <br /> <br />2008 © TS<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/light-years-of-verse/
