Smouldering
One bridge remains
Unscathed
It awaits your return
I guard it closely
Watching memories
I wish to forget
Gathering
on the other side
The other bridges
Lay silent
Destroyed
as I move on
Putting distance
between Me
and my Past
Time is short
the Memories gather
Looking for a chance
to Wash over me
Drag me back
I want You with Me
but
I will go on alone
the last Bridge
Smouldering
March 7, 2014
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Bridge
PoetryWhat happens when all the talking has stopped? When the love is there but hidden? When the bridge crumbles?
