Her. — Summary

Jade HoltRomantic

She is light She doesn't believe so But her smile powers my world My world of rust and gears This broken heart can once again function From her kiss Her touch invokes something in me I didn't know I had

But how can one love another If the place where we once met Is no longer there How can one love another If that love is forbidden Dirty and shameful I am unashamed But others Others find it appalling I fear she will as well

Tell me this is not true my love Tell me you love me Tell me your feelings are the same my dove Tell me we can be something more

She is light The sun and moon and all the stars All wrapped as one She embodies joy Whether she knows it or not

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Jade Holt's "Her." is a love poem in which the speaker is held between devotion and fear. The speaker describes the woman they love as light, someone whose smile brings a rusted, mechanical world back to life. The image of "rust and gears" and a "broken heart" that can "once again function" suggests someone who felt worn down or numb before this love arrived, and who is surprised by what her touch awakens.

Midway through, the mood shifts. The speaker asks how love can last when it is called "forbidden, dirty and shameful," and admits that others find it appalling. The speaker feels no shame, but fears she might. The poem then turns into a plea, a string of "tell me" lines asking for reassurance that she feels the same.

The ending returns to the opening image, now grander: she is the sun, moon and stars at once. The tone is tender, hopeful and a little anxious, with the speaker adoring her while unsure she knows how much she shines.

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