Mark Sauer

Rookie - 10 Points (1958 / Texas, U.S.A.)

The Rendezvous - Poem by Mark Sauer

We will meet on the dead sea bed
The day time ends, beneath the ember
That was the sun, in the last red
Twilight, to touch lips and remember.

However far my dust from you,
We will both rise and know the way
And we will make our rendezvous,
To kiss, upon the final day.

On that salt plain, amidst the press
Of ghosts, we two will tryst apart
For one last private soft caress
Before the hosts of Man depart.

What follows next cannot be known-
Nor feared, for I am joined to you;
We hand in hand may face the throne,
Or wend, perhaps, through Eden's dew.

I ponder not my final fate,
I dream not heaven in my sleep,
But just of you, whom I await,
And of that rendezvous I'll keep.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The first line came in a dream, and I wrote the rest the next day in less time than it takes to read. I was taking dictation.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012



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