The moonlight

About how the moonlight works on those in love

 

Hands in hands and heads resting on each others shoulders,

Seated near the bustle of a road

And yet so untouched, so immersed

In each others’ company.

He looks at her and like always

Is mesmerized by her sight,

Her face glowing quite like the moonlight.

The moonlight brings together many,

All enchanted by their lovers

For its charisma feeds the thumping

That longs for the heart of other.

The moon does not burn itself

To dispel the cold and darkness,

The moon may only reflect

The aura of some one else

But it is that reflection

That brings together

Many hearts in this world.

Reviews

[Emily B]

Has it been a month since I found my way here already? The poem is all the lovelier for the days that have passed.

[Emily B]

oh, this is lovely, silken like the midnight blue of the night sky. Love under the moonlight may be the most romantic of all. an amazing write.

[TL Boehm]

there is that note of seperation in this one - as though you are watching love, observing it and recording it - but I don't believe that takes away from the writing. Sometimes we are in the heat of a moment and sometimes we are moments and lives removed....well done.

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good, but it is in the third person "he, her, the many". a poem so romantically themed would be more intimate in the first person.

but in a way it works, as if someone is watching the pair from afar, this "third person" also in the moonlight. i'm trying to be helpful, instead of just handing out cookies, ribbons, etc.

i liked it, it has potential. keep writing.

faith, hope and love, tristan
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