Love Song by Nancy Schatz Alton
“An idea, too, has a
surface, a skin.” – from “The Problem” by Noah Eli Gordon
The idea of you changes
like the way my skin ages—
more beautiful than I’d imagined
the age spots like diagrams to shapes I’ve not yet explored
like the triangle of moles that repeat on my daughter’s skin
how I imagine one day someone else who loves her deeply
will note & say—look! Repeated triangles.
You repeat, yet you are new:
an idea I discover again and again
your pleasure at my smarts amazes me
your thankfulness for my brain and quirky sense of humor:
I love the way you love me.
I love the way you wear a watchman-style stocking cap
in our cold house this evening
a new version, different than the beret you wore to bed
that first year that we’d known each other.
Layers upon layers—this idea as beautiful as the guitar
that plays in the background of every achingly gorgeous song
your surface, your skin: I’ll play it until our song ends.