Love Poems
Love Poems
Meeting at Midnight
Robert Browning
I
The grey sea and the long black land; 
And the yellow half-moon large and low; 
And the startled little waves that leap 
In fiery ringlets from their sleep, 
As I gain the cove with pushing prow, 
And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand. 

 

II
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; 
Three fields to cross till a farm appears; 
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch 
And blue spurt of a lighted match, 
And a voice less loud, thro’ its joys and fears, 
Than the two hearts beating each to each! 
 
This poem doesn’t seem to be a love poem at the beginning. It’s a very detailed, objective description of someone on a way. Over a lake, through some fields. We don’t get to know where the person is headed to.
It’s the very last line of this poem, that reveals what it’s all about. The person is on his/her way to a lover.
It seems to be a secret love. Although we get to know each detail of the way, we do not get to know any detail of the beloved person or about the relationship this two persons are in, other than that their two hearts are beating each to each.
It’s not to see if it’s a very objective person writing these lines or if the person is just very awake and careful and therefore takes notice of all those details. 
Perhaps it’s a way, that is taken often, what also could explain the lot of details that are remembered and described. 
Perhaps the love is not only secret but it has to stay so in the future.
It’s mysterious anyway.