On the bridge is where
I shall meet thee
I shall steel a kiss far
away from peering eyes
amongst fern and branches low
join me there
on mossy stone that’s where
I shall hold thee
express my love in hope
of capturing your heart
I have waited for so long
join me there
surrounded by the forest green
I shall say I love thee
and I will bare my soul
and ask you to be mine to run away
with me leave the life you lead behind
join me there
listening to the music of the water
I shall ask thee to wed me
holding your hand in mine I shall
whisper to you of my undying love
I pray your answer be yes
join me there
This photo was taken on a trip to England (taken through a bus window – so lacking clarity) – my fascination for old bridges was the prompt.
Beautifully written!
Thank you 🙂 xx
Thank you for the lovely breaks from my reality…xxx
You are welcome thank you T – how I wish I was there! 🙂 xx
Beautiful words.
Thank You D 🙂 x
ok, where is the bridge 🙂
Um you can’t see it?? 😦 The large brick structure in the middle of the photo? 🙂
I know what you were meaning though..
LOL…………