She wanted nothing he could not bring
by coming alone. Alone. She was.
Finally. The dishes put away in their
stacked piles. The soft air of the humming
fan. And within, the
sky that rippled out when
she touched her heart
The ghost breathed a coolness into the
green of her desire. But still.
She was. A greed for caresses
while her eyes took him to island places.
Oasis. Fresh rose water poured over the
palms. Disguised as a virgin. The
fig of the mouth.
Only knowing in the final moment
of unveiling she would rise
under the challenge of his hands.
Finally. He brought her refuge and his
cloak of secrets when he came to