SHAKEN TO THE CORE

a love poem Rebecca Brown i. this is not love. i am pretending i am not memorizing your face. i have not memorized your face. i am not dreaming. this does not feel like a dream. i could promise to love you. i could promise to be true. i could be true. i could be lying. ii. i’m trying to explain myself and i’m sorry i’m not making sense and i’m sorry i’m not crazy, i’m not drunk, it’s just been so long since anybody’s touched me, and i think i’d forgotten, it’s just been so long since i felt the glow and the room wasn’t spinning, it wasn’t spinning, not until your face was floating next to mine, it could have been easy.