INITIATION

It was the first time
she spent the night
with me
at my house,
in my bed.

The feel of her skin
was like the warm steam
of a Roman bath,
a dandelion’s brain.

To the music of
Caetano Veloso
we made love,
than fell asleep.

But in the dead of night
she suddenly pulled
the quilt,
leaving me
completely naked.

For an entire minute
I was like a pile
of stones,
far away
in the Andes.