SLEEP ON YEHUDIT.

A MAN RECALLS HIS LONG AGO LOVE.

Sleep on Yehudit,
yet before you go,
before you close
your bright blue eyes

to us all, tell me this:
do you remember
that first kiss?
That silver coin moon,

that boot black sky
of late evening?
Sleep,
my first lover,

but before you go,
before you rest
the deep rest,
tell me,

which day did you
love the best?
I recalled
and loved them all.

I remember...
do you love me?
You would ask.
Did not expect

your dying of big C...
Sleep the big sleep,
my Yehudit,  
rest your blue eyes,

give a final smile,
but before you do,
tell me softly,
did you really love me?