I love you like the moon loves darkness
I love you like the moss loves trees
I love you like rust loves metal
I love you like cracks love an old mug
I love you in ways that I cannot speak
Darkness loves the stars
Trees love the sun
Metal loves fire
An old mug loves coffee
You love your job more than you love me
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Author:
Cheesencrackers (Pseudonym) (
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Here are several definitions of love all connected. Nicely done
Thank you Soren
You are very welcome
Allie, what makes this poem work so powerfully is its restraint. The imagery stays soft, intimate, almost comforting…the moon, moss, rust, coffee…until that final line suddenly reframes every comparison before it. It turns the poem from a love confession into quiet heartbreak in an instant. Beautiful and devastating piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you so much for your encouraging words Tristan. That is exactly what I wanted to convey. I’m really glad you enjoyed it, that means a lot to me ❤️
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