If the World were a Lonely Bridge

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If the World were a Lonely Bridge

 

 

 

If the world was a lonely bridge

 

And you were here,

 

I'd run and almost trip

 

And you'd squeeze me into a hug

 

I'd try to squeeze harder

 

And we'd leave a lingering breath

  

Under each other's cheeks

 

We'd stroll unhurriedly

 

In between the hot air and

 

Downtown loud beat up cars

 

Where I'd have to yell

 

For you to hear the ridiculous jokes

 

You've always laughed at

 

Even when I'm perfectly aware

 

Of the racing specks of sand

 

That fill the hdourglass

 

 

If you were here

 

I'd crumple your grey thoughts

 

With the bright yellow balloon

 

I'd childishly buy at the street fair

 

And lightly encircle your eyes

 

With the tips of my fingers

 

To trace the frame of your smile

 

 

If everyone else vanished and faded

 

And you were here

 

I'd peel off the rusted crimson

 

And sprinkle its torn crumbles and flakes

 

Into the moist salty air by the seaside

 

 

If you were here

 

I'd tiptoe barefoot in the morning mist

 

I'd make you believe

 

I'm beautiful and complete

 

I'd make your eyes curve

 

And seep into them reveries so sweet

 

It is alright to show only my best

 

Since you would depart as a few

 

Treacherous hours chase each other

 

And bump into our shoulders

 

 

If you were here

 

We'd look like a lifetime pair

 

That had memorized the other's scars

 

And carved acceptance with care

 

On the bark of an elderly hunched tree

 

 

If you were here

 

I'd take you to a backyard I do not know

 

And we'd get lost together

 

The twines, thorns, and white roses

 

The drowsy twilight and ghostly noises

 

Bringing us closer and the fireflies

 

Igniting a new color in your eyes

 

A shiver trickling along my spine

 

And self consciousness

 

And an awkward smile

 

 

If the beautiful angel of the night

 

Bends close and to the sky

 

Gently stroking with a hush

 

The dotted glitters falling off

 

The braids of her mystical hair

 

As she flies upwards to God's eternity

 

 

When the weak lights in the suburbs

 

And strawberry-touched summer breath

 

Hum in harmony

 

We'd scamper with hands clutched

 

To the nearest shelter

 

To tame the rain of ecstasy

 

And foolish lust flooding all of me

 

To a cubicle where thin walls

 

Indifferently hold our little big secret

 

And the plain white switches

 

Where I reach to stroke them downwards

 

Without watching the lights

 

Go sluggish and dim

 

For my eyelids would be shut

 

And my lips encrusted in yours

 

my pulse struggling not to detonate

 

And overburden my mind

 

As your tongue twists and persists

 

My shoulders slump as you monopolize me

 

And we melt down against the wooden wardrobe

 

My sweater and your shirt

 

Briefly riding the sinful air

 

And scattering by our shuddering toes

 

 

If you were here

 

Sitting against this pillow

 

I'd visibly sneak from behind

 

And surround your freshly heated flesh with mine

 

I'd arrest you according to your wishes

 

And I'd smear the back of your neck

 

With my scent. You would be mine tonight,

 

I'd purr, and you'd softly growl back

 

Nibbling on my chin

 

While my hands ride your soothing curves

 

Reassuring me of your

 

Non-fictitious presence

 

 

If the world were a lonely bridge

 

And I had to camber my lips and exhale

 

Into the unconcerned overcast orange and red

 

I'd imagine you there with me

 

My limp grip

 

Releasing the thin wispy string

 

Of a lone bright helium balloon

 

I'd watch it sadly float close

 

Over the slow-dancing sea

 

Half-heartedly aiming

 

To reach the sulky sunset.

Author's Note

*Image title: the balloon 02
*By ~zsofikusz
*Link: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=balloon+bridge#/d2p30z1

Reviews

[stars are far]

nice ^__^

[PaperDoll]

Beautifully written, and full of emotion. It drew me in easily and it filled me with longing, and passion, and love, and just a touch of sadness. Well done. :)

[Fabric Pulse]

Definitely romance.

[M.Babu]

You have totally won me over with this flawless piece of writing here.
There is absolutely no way i can quote my favorite line here because all of it was so damn good!

Every line quickly melts into the next with mastery and obvious skill. The tone is perfect and it sets me in the background of the bridge and along the other scenarios which you've perfectly described here. The magnificence of the power lurking behind each and every word is simply so great! This is why i write/read poetry! To try to reach a level of mastering how to punch simple words with amplified emotion to create an inescapable piece of literature.

This was BRILLIANT, my friend.

Straight--->to my favorites!
~M.Babu~

[just rose.]

I like these lines so much:

I'd peel off the rusted crimson
And sprinkle its torn crumbles and flakes
Into the moist salty air by the seaside

[Coyote Poetry]

You are a Poet. The poem was strong and the story a good journey into words. I like the repetition in the poem. Made the poem stronger and the purpose clearer. So much emotion and desire in this poem. Thank you for the outstanding poem. I did enjoy reading.
Coyote

[Lucy]

I love the imagery you used to create this beauty! Excellent writing!!!!

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completely sublime..you capture phrases and turn them into beautiful verses..a sentimental and romantic write

[Kathryn]

Utterly entrancing, and wrought with emotion. You created an image so vivid in my mind that I could almost see that yellow baloon flying away myself. Beautifully written, well done :)

[what-the-frick]

this is absolutely amazing..took my breath away ... excellent imagery and emotion