You must've figured out how to ride your bicycle on the first try;
Never once falling off...
Your even-toned complexion must've never faced sharp edges.
Never been rubbed wrong by rough surfaces.
Never been bitten by parasitical evils.
Laborers toil beneath the hot, merciless eastern sun
to bring an offering of olives, oils and creams to your bathroom
to bless your flesh with herbs, stones and flavors
I can't lift my eyes
I can't seal my lips
I can't keep my hands from touching
The perfection you've been wrapped in since birth...