we resolve to meet

at the bridge beside the beach


where the air would freeze our speech

and the trains would pass beneath our feet



it's dry from licking still you never questioned why

night upon night we come here all the time



with eyes that take no (?)

and transgressions justified

resigned to take our lives

by the age of twenty-five



as your hands brushed my thigh the sound began to rise

and the cars underneath posing perfect for four times



it would be something in our prime

before times fitful bright left footprints on our eyes

and the light stretched just right to finally tell you why

night after night we come here all the time

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