the most powerful aphrodisiac
By Zara R. Ahmed
the taste of the air
on a mid-summer evening
like a single breath could feed me for eternity
with the memory of your arms in mine
limbs locked like juniper
as you hum recollections of your past
memories lacking me.
a sweat drop slicks your hair to your forehead
and i fall for you as it reaches mine.
as you pull away
autumn appears
and again, i hunger.