You could come back up,
Perhaps while the mortals are in their midsummer revelry,
Zeus watching Dionysius
instead of me.
You could climb up
Daphne’s roots.
I would find some puddle nearby,
Lie down in the mud,
the earth on my skin
feeling like you are pulling me
More powerfully than Selene
pulls Poseidon, crashing him
halfway up Mt. Olympus
before chasing him
so far from shore
that Hermes is contrary for days.
I will dig with fingers and toes
until the harvest ends
If you will promise
to take me like the first time.
To touch you for a moment
is worth the rest of time
among the flowers.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and all kinds of witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me.
I’m known as Dena Brown to the revenuers and pollsters.
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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