The Bridge

by

Silverwolf ©



The bridge

I touched you again last night
Somewhere between my soul and heart
A lost child, I was searching
For the love or at least a part

I hung my head in sorrow
In anguish screamed your name
But when I smiled at a memory
Then is when you came

To hold me in my keening
To softly ease my pain
You let me press your body
Close to my skin again

I begged you now to take me
In gentle firmness you said no
So many words need writing
Till to your side I’ll go

Thus again I’m waiting
For my sentence here to end
And soft I’ll scribe your memory
Till I join you on the fen

The bridge is one day closer
With every passing moon
I only have to pray now
That we will cross it soon


silverwolf



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