The Friend comes clapping, at once obvious
and obscure, without fear or plans.

I am like I am
because this one is like that.

The Friend comes into my body
looking for the center, unable
to find it, draws a blade,
strikes anywhere.

This night there are no limits to what may be given.
This is not a night but a marriage,
a couple whispering in bed in unison the same words.
Darkness simply lets down a curtain for that.

Tonight is the essence of night,
asking and what the asking wants,
generosity and the given,
something said back and forth,
with God!