I once heard
if your body mirrors theirs,
that your hand cradles your chin,
your legs spread open the same way,
You’re in tune with one another.

This time I forced fate.
Led my head back,
cornered my eyes to match
her thighs

and copied some stupid
movie scene by teaching
her to pronounce, pro-NOW-nce
Egypt, the wrong way,

because her way sounded sweeter.