Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas
michaelboy

The Bridge

It was the way you moved your hands
when you sat on the bridge and felt
the rumble of car after car passing
and with each, a stretch of hope
because loneliness sometimes
makes it feel as if your hand
is still cradled in mine
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