Softly explodes

before my eyes.

I see perfection,

a prism,

a diamond,

the thwack

of a baseball bat.

She vibrates

with aliveness,

an exotic and

erotic princess

with infectious

laughter, a scent

of cinnamon

and cardamon

who speaks

with an accent

that is not

of this world.

She weaves a spell

from the warp and woof

of a shapely body.

I want to lose

my Jew pain

alone with you

and your enlightened


My name is Mordekhai,

and I have come for you.

There is no going back

to my life as it was.