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a birthday in july
by Emily G Myersafter
making
love
the hot summer air
swishes
through an open screen door
we lie
on his mother's carpet
babies sleep in the next room
bodies stickysweaty
no air conditioning
but
we lie
contented
in ourselves
each other
me to bathe in his eyes
he to dwell in my hair
a kiss
soft
&
slow
like the first time
memories and dreams
past and future
I see them all in his eyes
and they say come to me
a desert breeze
on salty skin
we both glisten in the heat
but he still holds me 07/22/2003 Author's Note: Is this an REM moment? ("oh no, I've said too much") But no, I think this is the closest I've come to putting our love into words. I may never be able to do that fully. This is an attempt.
The line "and they say come to me" is a nod to Anita Baker's "You Bring Me Joy" - the song we were listening to when I wrote this.
Posted on 07/23/2003
Copyright © 2025 Emily G Myers
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Vimal Rony on 07/24/03 at 12:24 AM Well it is great to honor ur love with such a fine piece of poetry.Poems like this really proves that such kinda love do exist. |
| Posted by Bethany Lee on 07/08/05 at 07:20 PM a brilliant summer-sun poem. My birthday is in July, so the title pulled me in, but i truly enjoyed the read. I hope you continue to enjoy the muse. |
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