Saturday, October 29, 2016
and Rachel gave him Bilhah her handmaid to wife:
and Jacob went unto her – Genesis 30:4
How wide was the way of your coming
to know? Did he feel your heels
upon his back, your nails tearing
the flesh between his shoulders?
Were his lips ever gentle between
your lips, the tang of his desire
upon your tongue? Did he stumble
unto you drunk, call you Rachel?
Was there ever a time when his eyes
shined into your eyes as his thrusts
slowed into sighs? Tell me, Bilhah,
how often was your crying out, crying out?
First appeared in Naugatuck River Review