( vetiver and tuberose )

 

tonight I am endowed with vetiver and tuberose, 

with trails of black pepper in my hair, the honeyed smell of orange blossom on my hands;

tonight, I went back to where I was long before and right after I left you.

"You are no match to me."

I am still so strange and wild.

Nobody's baby, nobody's mother.

I live under your pillow and breathe from above your eyes,

waiting for a blink or a good night's sleep.