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A Room in Cairo


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I know how to write this.
I know how to paint a room in words
And lavish nicotine stains upon
Deep, caramel walls.

I know how to place him languidly
Within a doorway
With fresh clear drops of water sliding
Off his firm, ivory chest.

I know how to place his lover’s body upon a bed;
How to make his muscles tingle
As he sees him lying there in the subtle
Afternoon air, golden and still,
Disturbed only mildly by a lazy fan,
That tries to cut the atmosphere,
Hanging from a pressed ceiling.

I know how to make the mangoes and pomegranates,
That rest ornately in a brass bowl next to the bed,
Release their fragrance
As the heat of the day pulls out their heady, sultry sweetness;
How to describe the old, battered violin
That leans against a corner of the room,
Honey-coloured and full of music and memory.

I know how to make the two lovers
Fall together completely
As they taste the body, soul, and spirit
Of one another
With tender touches that transcend intensity.

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  • 4 weeks later...

Placing it in Cairo even adds to the sensuality.

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