“And there was no voice in her head,

no whispered intelligence lurking

in the leaves—just an ache that grew

until she knew she'd already lost everything

except desire, the red heft of it

warming her outstretched palm.”

~Rita Dove

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/41628/i-have-been-a-stranger-in-a-strange-land