I fell in love with you under trees in cities you had never been and in villages with names I can hardly pronounce.

I fell in love with you between mountains in the only place that protected me from the chaos of the world.

I fell in love with you as I fell in love with your country,
A Moroccan love as sweet as fresh figs from the trees behind your house.

I fell in love with you in my dreams where we met in my imagination, I fell slowly, then all at once, thinking about the places we would go together.

Faraway as we are now,
I know when I take a deep breath you can feel the weight of a heavy sigh,
The release,
The wish of being next to you.

I want to hide behind your eyelids right now so I can see what you see everyday when we are away from each other.
I can cover them when things should not be seen,
And so that when you close your eyes,
All you will see is me.

I want to fall in love all over again.
And again, and again, in every new place.
I want to make love in more beds,
Under more sunsets that cast different shadows unto us,
In places where leaves change color and we change with them.

I promise the world will never have enough places to saturate my love.

Insatiable am I for this never ending sweetness.

If we run out of places,
I will make them in my dreams,
And this time,
I’ll take you there with me.

For now, hold on to that space we have.
The distance is making us stronger.
Don’t let go or we will both fall down (not out of love).

Just hold on tight and pull me back to you.