Rendezvous

RENDEZ-VOUS

Across the bridge, down the slope,
Next to the concrete ballast,
We made our way to disclose
The secret words.

Beneath the bridge, by the sound,
Next to the concrete ballast,
We made a place to resolve
The secret joy.

Beyond the tangled tide-line,
Shadows shifted over the pebbles.
Shadows, the hands of time, hands
That took us in the sunshine,
That moved us in the sunshine, hands
That touched us.

In the sunshine, blue irises,
Ringed with fine haloes of bronze,
Gleamed across the light, light
That burned us into twilight,
That charged us into twilight, light
That touched us.

Beneath the bridge, under our feet,
Sandy life jumped in convulsions.

Boats passed through the streaming narrows,
Twisting across the swirling eddies...

We kissed in choruses of kisses...

Quietly the sky soothed a sundream...

Two clouds drifted by...

Words, tears, smiles, kisses, kisses...

Under the bridge, up the slope,
Away from the concrete ballast,
Pushing with panting sighs and smiles,
We drew apart from the place
Of secret words.

Beyond the bridge, down the road,
We made our way absolved
From secret joy.

David Gilmour