I Love You Poem by anais vionet

"I love you." he said, his voice raspy and emotional.

"You..? " I asked softly, and he nodded yes, slowly.

I kind of moved him away a bit - with a soft stiff-arm - to see him better in the limited light. He looked serious and a little flushed, as if feverish. I examined his face, looking for insincerity or jest but saw none. Perhaps this "love" could use some examination.

"Would you convert to Judaism for me? " I asked

He looked surprised and a little confused. "Are you Jewish? " He asked, hesitantly.

"No." I answered. He still looked confused."I'd be proud to be Jewish, " I clarified. "or to have a Jewish boyfriend."

"Then.. why would I need to convert? " He asked, squinting with concentration.

"We were examining your sumptuous commitment to love." I said, "forgetaboutit."