I’d like you to grow a beard
so that when you whisper in my ear
the bristles chafe against my cheek

I’d like you to stutter an interrupted
thought from the sudden wink I give
mid sentence in conversation with another

I’d like to watch you untie the laces of
your sneakers at leisure and kick
them off so I can say ‘you’re cute’ as
you sit in your socks

I’d like my curls circled over and
around the finger tips of your left hand
while your right spreads fire across my back
pulling me in for a kiss

I’d like each jagged edge of each of your
teeth to leave behind a soft promise on
my inner thigh

I’d like for you to move inside me with
the urgency of a million lost moments
sigh
deep guttural complete
again
And again
And again

Dubai November 2018