I touch the soft velvet of your heart and wish there was a place for me inside.
But I already know that I am too bedouin and raw to ever be comfortable there.
Maybe, though, I could linger for a night to feel what it would be like to be safe and anchored.
So lease me your heart, if only for the moment, and I promise not to claim any part of it for myself.
And when I must go, I will leave your love exactly as I found it, for I have no desire to take anything except a sweet memory.
To rent the tenderness of unspeakable emotions is enough to hold me briefly before I say goodbye.