Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Snow Day

When the snow came
down
we hid
inside
and snuggled beneath the covers
like two children
who stayed home from school
with sore throats.
I popped popcorn
and you made hot chocolate
and we let our feet find each other
across the white.
There we lay,
toe against toe,
you reading Ayers
while I read Grapes.
Each one exchanging sentences
as if we were in a tennis match
lobbing knowledge at one another
harder and faster,
with the hope theirs would be the finer discovery.
In the afternoon we fell asleep,
curled up,
my head on your chest
riding your breath,
your fingers on my thigh
pressing in to my flesh,
leaving
their
mark.