Restless and ready as ever for my night’s walk
to his pleasurable lap. You would think by now,
his Antarctic heart would adapt
to the burning zeal of my wandering hands.
Amid my jumbled desires,
the crumbs of our dirty night, lay
on the floor.
Till tomorrow night my love, I say
as I close the freezer door

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Khaloud Al-Muttalibi is a poet and translator. She resides in the United Kingdom. Her poetry has been published internationally by various magazines and journals, including The Glasgow Review of Books, After the Pause, Dying Dahlia Review, Akhar, Ygdrasil, and The Paragon.