THE RENDEZVOUS

THE RENDEZVOUS


MAYBE I WANTED IT TO HAPPEN TO THEM
BECAUSE I WANTED IT TO HAPPEN TO ME
I KNEW WHAT THEY FELT
THOSE LOVERS ON THE MATCH BOX
WHO ON MILLIONS OF COPIES OF THE MATCH BOX
STARED LONGED LOVED
BUT NEVER TOUCHED
FROZEN AS IF BY SOME ANCIENT CURSE
EACH ONE REACHING
BUT NEVER TOUCHING
BUT NEVER SAD
THEIR LOVE HAD BEEN CAUGHT
IN THE MOMENT OF REACHING
PERHAPS IT WAS THAT INTENSE DESIRE
THAT MADE IT HAPPEN
AT THAT MAGIC HOUR OF THE NIGHT
WITH THE MOON LIKE A BOWL GATHERING DREAMS
SPILLING DREAM’S FULFILLMENT UPON THE LOVERS
THEY RAN TO KISS
TILL THE DAWN CAME UP
AND FLED TO ALL THE BOXES
NOT SEPARATE NOW
BUT JOINED FOREVER
SMILE ON ME MOON
IN THE MORNING SKY
I WILL NOT FALTER
IN MY REACHING


FRANK A VOLLMER