meet me by the bridge.Sit down on the third step, lean your back on the wooden railing, stretch your legs.Listen to the water pattering around palina.
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stone upon stone upon stoneWater runs underneathsleepycarries glances not strong enough to persist to persuadeplaying words like music
He looks at herabsent.He talks to her – regardless.Touches her adrift hair.
the girl on the ponte
On the bridge of mydreams I look at you in awe.Behind horizon
Wave after wavewe hold hands after wave after wave afterour hanging armsa chain bridge.