It was a hot summer July day in 1945,
The streets to the harbor were crowded with Yankees,
Time Square was booming with sailors coming from their platoons.
I was wearing my white nurse uniform,
My hair was so blonde from the summer sun
looking almost white falling in perfect curls down my back,
My high heel shoes blistered my feet like the smoldering sun,
Constantly checking my crimson hued lipstick in my wallet sized mirror.

As the U.S.S. Balao docked sailors unloaded in an un-fashioned manner
chaos surrounded me like Pearl Harbor;
I jumped up and down attempting to look over the crowd,
Anxiously looking for you,
trying to push people out of the way,
Yelling your name, “Rudy,”
Then I saw you.

We made eye contact and my heart exploded like a grenade.
I couldn’t move as tears sprang to my eyes,
You shoved people reuniting out of the way- running towards me
Your eyes devoured me as if you were famished and starving,
All the letters we sent couldn’t do justice for this moment,
Your arms encircled me- embracing me like a python suffocating its prey,
Your lips came down on mine,
Passionately kissing me like there was no tomorrow,
But there was a tomorrow
And the next day
And the day after that,
You were home,
Where you belonged.