We are not slaves,
we are slavettes.
Those who refused to meet
earned the right to make a date.
Those who wouldn’t be embraced
earned the right to an embrace.
Those who said no to sex
earned the right to sex.
Beloved, come tomorrow morning
so as to be instantly deprived of these rights.
What’s lovelier
than your shoulders?
Your forearms.
Than your forearms?
Your palms.
Than your palms?
Your fingers.
Than your fingers?
Your fingers
squeezing
my fingers,
palms,
forearms …
Place me there like a seal.
To come on each of your fingers.
Translated by Daniel Weissbort