Friday, April 17, 2015


If love were physics, every time you moved,
   I would move with you; and each time you changed,
I’d change as well, diminished or improved
   As our quantum dynamic rearranged.
You would not need to speak, or I to tell,
   For we would be entangled in romancing;
And everything I do, you’d do as well,
   And we would go through life like mirrors dancing.
But love’s not physics, so I’ll never know
   Your feelings even when I’m next to you;
And all that you and I will share or show
   Is never a solution—just a clue
      To that great mystery of what controls
      The particles of our entangled souls.


Copyright 2015 Matthew J Wells


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