Midnight in Memoriam
Remember when the moon was high
or maybe that was just us,
reminiscing about the stars lost
to hookah
city fog
exhaust
your body
little fires tingling along my skin
and I remember how I knew you were
looking at me
though I could see nothing but your
chest
because I could feel the stare
your breathing slowing, heavy
warm against my forehead
tickling me with my own wisps
Remember the infinitude
the vastness of life
of air
of the night
when our voices did not break
but melded in to the songs already sung
softly humming
I love you
and I remember how I couldn't
(well, still can't)
get enough of your collarbone
because I could care less about abs
but mmmmmm,
those
strong lines tightening up
shoulders
squared and I knew
you
could carry me through anything
Remember
when my roommate told us
it
sounded fun
you
laughed
I
blushed
and we
turned back around
'cause
who cared if the headboard
squealed
just as loud as me
and I
remember how you picked me up
time
and time again
when
the fog grew too heavy
and
you found me
when I
couldn't find my own way
out of
my head
my
thoughts
my
doubts
and
each time you added signs
for
easier travels
so I
could learn my way back
Remember
when you met me
and
saved me from some guy
and
pretended not to fall
and I
remember playing along
telling
myself it wouldn't happen
and
pretending not to fall
Remember
when you confessed
drunk
yet sincere
and I
remember when I curled closer
feeling
all the more in sync.
-Maggie E. Rollins
April 1, 2013
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