Return To Me

Return to me
In the figment of your bridal dress
Cheeks creased
Lush and torment of loyalty.

Return to me
A heavenly whisper creases
Below my hip,
Drawing my mouth into wings
Of the desert
Where He found me.

Return to to me
Virgin hope
Lace in your eyelids
Unfettered by memory.

I will catch you
If you first fall,
Pour the sorrow
Into a vat of sky,
Smooth your skin
With a new dream.

Return to me
I will kiss a new language
Into the dark of your throat
Bring you to the far side
Of the sun—

Point to the photo
Etched in the clouds
Of that first humble breath
White as wedding hands—

Return to me
And I will return to you

שובו אלי ואשובה אליכם

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