The Rendezvous

The lighthouse shed its light;
His face shone like an angel,
Filled with mystery and bliss;
Beautiful and cunning.

The waves kissed the shore;
His toes touched them,
with might and lavishing delight;
Cold and tranquil.

Then came one,
Looking off across the sallow sands;
And the stars comfort the heaven’s heart;
Intense and dazzling.

They held hands;
Laughter and silence of the hearts,
Filled the breeze,
Mellifluous and sweet.

They were in love;
Meeting at the shore like waves and sands;
Though night separated the sun and sky,
Never their lips nor hands.