February 2025
Author's Note: When I was in high school, my wise English teacher asked me "Why don't you write a poem about something besides unrequited love?" Obviously, because I was an angsty, hormonal teenager. It took a long time to get to this poem.
slow
slow of heart, mind, hand and foot
years pass
and i am unaltered
the heart i gave you then
is slow to turn to others
my mind, having chosen you
is slow to change
my hands having held you
are slow to reach away
my feet
having walked the path to you
are slow to wander
and love
once slow to bud
will be ever slow
to lose its bloom
©2025 j.lewis
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