To See The Bridges

I want to see the bridges
that span between
for you are
that savoured land
that only I can see.

To stretch to you
past these beams of hope
tossing girder’d thoughts behind
so they may fill the void
these years – of loneliness.

What shape
does our structure play
and all that lies between
obstacles of nothingness
except what we
may make believe.

I want to see the bridges
that span too far
so we can tear them down
and walk between
refreshing what we had
and joining
in what will be.