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Poem: People Bridge

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I’ll be seeing you at our rendezvous;
the place we spent our youthful afternoons.
Now trains and whistles make me think of you.

Are you free to meet today around two?
My heart skipped a beat when you said to me,
“I’ll be seeing you at our rendezvous.”

Weeds wrapped around the tracks and our hearts grew
closer each day we spent atop the bridge.
Now trains and whistles make me think of you.

rarely touched, the bridge belonged to the few
who graffiti it, littered it, and us.
I’ll be skiing you at our rendezvous.

The best moments were when the train passed through
the tunnel as we stood above the roof.
Now trains and whistles make me think of you.

We haven’t spoken much since then. I knew
the bridge would be the same and so would you.
I’ll be seeing you at our rendezvous;
Why trains and whistles make me think of you.






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