To Bernadette

That night we broke into the public pool,

And took off our clothes without any shame;

I remember it was so magical

Back when our new love could not have been tamed.

How boldly we hopped that shimmering fence.

The lightning was purple and getting near...

What do these moments, to me, represent:

That there was a time, that some things were clear.

I became Adam and you became Eve,

And we laughed as the rain soaked all our clothes.

We were weightless in that water, my love;

Shameless and weightless in that brief abode.

I will not part with this mem'ry of you.

I still hear us laughing, our love still new.