Comme un bébé.
Like a baby, she said,
as she covered my head with a coarse towel
patting my hair dry
in the wet heat of the hammam.

I could draw the whole world on your body
with my tongue and my teeth
and there just might be enough room for every country.

We’ve planted a seed
in a private little space
outside of you
outside of me
that space is us
just the two of us alone
we’re calm
we’re warm
and we’re not going anywhere.