Love

What have we
in common
but the moon
rising and falling
over horizons?

Even our seasons
slide out of sync,
I summer in your chill
and we wish
on different stars

yet we make verses,
divided evenly
between us,
multiplied
in a mystery

creating our own
field of stars.

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15 thoughts on “Love

  1. This has to be one of the most romantic and the sweetest things I’ve ever read. I’m pretty sure the person you wrote this poem to received it with a big smile and felt embraced by your love. This is adorable, Matt. ❤

  2. You know, I like most everything about this. You have some really good ideas, and images. The moon (maybe your moon rises as hers falls, or vice versa), seasons out of synch, summer/winter, different stars. The only reservation I have, and this is on a theoretical level, because I really do love it, is the fact that you ask, what do we have in common, then you tell us about the moon, then you tell us more things you don’t have in common. My point is, I wonder if it would be possible to move the moon to later in the poem, along with all the stuff that you do have in common? It just seems that the poem would be better organized in two parts. You know, 1. it seems we have nothing in common, because of x y and z, 2. but in reality we have the moon, etc. You have some really nice sentiments here, and I wouldn’t want to screw the poem up by tinkering too much. Anyway, it’s just an idea. BTW, maybe you want to check out my new poem at my blog below?

  3. Hi! I love the second stanza, as many wrote before me. I also really like the third –
    “yet we make verses… / multiplied / in a mystery” – ❤ loved that! It leaves a mystery for me to think about.
    Thank you for sharing 🙂
    Debbie

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