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Remember

snow day 1988

By Harper Lewis Published 7 months ago Updated 7 months ago 1 min read

Every minute of every moment

tattooed inside my bones,

light cursive script no one sees

I feel you read it, moving your lips

as if reading aloud: your lips,

your tongue, your teeth pushing

air around each other

in a beautiful dance, your face

on my shoulder, whispering

into my blood, waking it

into our dream,

your mouth shaping meaning in me,

mine answering yes

always yes.

It costs what it costs.

Remember last time we remembered

being alive together, before we knew?

Feeling our way through winter,

snow piling up outside my window,

a party at your house

I kept you from hosting,

My mother walked in—

your hands and mouth

so full of me I saw my mom's eyes.

This door stays open!

We took the dare,

your hands in my sweater.

fingers strolling under my skirt.

that three-hour kiss,

you breathing for me.

It ended too soon,

while roads were still safe.

Did the snow melt us

or freeze them?

Beauty so fragile

we almost died.

Our blood whispers

together forever.

love poems

About the Creator

Harper Lewis

Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.

Intertextuality is my passion.

Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.

My words are mine, not a robot’s.

MA English literature, CofC

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    Written by Harper Lewis