Hey, remember when we were thirteen?
I knew what love was
Love was pressing fingers into your soft hair
pressing the distance between our lips to
mere centimeters,
raindrops smacking the screen door, jealous
(But we wouldn’t share our first kiss then
that came later in
the brick corner of your front porch,
wedged together between doorframe
and windowframe
and together, our mouths shaped a weird snow globe,
shaken up, sheltered from the outside)
Now love is breathing the life of the season
watching
wondering
feeling it shimmy up between my toes, wash
my ankles when the tides come in
and then leave me
I knew what love was
Love was pressing fingers into your soft hair
pressing the distance between our lips to
mere centimeters,
raindrops smacking the screen door, jealous
(But we wouldn’t share our first kiss then
that came later in
the brick corner of your front porch,
wedged together between doorframe
and windowframe
and together, our mouths shaped a weird snow globe,
shaken up, sheltered from the outside)
Now love is breathing the life of the season
watching
wondering
feeling it shimmy up between my toes, wash
my ankles when the tides come in
and then leave me