“Let’s” by Jacqueline Nicole Harris

make some magic
before our last days
play naked in the mud
under the moon after a long rain
throw shade at uptight folk
who sneer at our lumps
and imperfections
from behind
glass house windows

laugh at ourselves
later
in the bathtub

remember the sight
of us
rolling
like pigs in a blanket
of wet earth and joy

afterward

air dry
in each
other’s arms
and
while you lie
by my side
I’ll lick my thumb
and draw invisible pictures
of our life on your skin
weaving a tapestry of sensation
for us to live on
until the next rain