Eve

Little lights came on
one by one
in the Rosh Hashana dusk
like temple fires throughout the city.

Pinpricks among the night urchins
on sidewalks--
I am coming-- wait for me!

The eternal stoplight
red, too long
or maybe long enough
to make me look up from my idling car
to see the Hasidic People
in their warmly lit room
bowing and praying with an intensity
that made me want to cry out

How beautiful a sight, to drown in!

I am yours
I am your Eve, taken from a rib
near your heart
and I will be blessed
when you surround me like a flood
and I swim among your flesh and spirit.


I am almost there--
and I see you, waiting for me
ready to jump
into the blind unknown
of all possibilities.

We've found the place
where waters run deep
and lines blur
between the start of you
and the end of me.


I am home...
night fully falls
and it is just us
as the world fades out
and emotion takes over.