bridges, alternative ending

i burned down bridges in my spare time and he rebuilt everything that i had lost, fingers crossed, repeating to himself: she'll be mine, she'll be mine, she'll be mine. his greatest hope, his one true dream - to hold me in his arms.
he got his wish, he got a kiss and wiped the salt from my eyes. What's wrong, my dear? as his lips brushed my ear. Why all the tears? We've made it, we've done it, we're in love, we're here. Do not cry. I love you, I do. I'll build bridges over oceans, towers that touch the sky. I'd build anything for you.
Yes, i say, my words lost in his hair. But what happens when I burn it all down?

written august 17 2008 at 12:21 pm & september 28 2008

bridges

i burned down bridges in my spare time and he rebuilt everything that i had lost, fingers crossed, whispering quietly to himself: she'll be mine, she'll be mine, she'll be mine. his greatest hope, his one true dream - to hold me in his arms.
he got his wish, he got a kiss and wiped the salt from my eyes. What's wrong, my dear? as his lips brushed my ear. Why all the tears? We've made it, we've done it, we're here. I love you, I do. Do not cry, do not worry about the future, or the fire inside you. Live now, I say, we'll cross that bridge when we reach it.

Yes, i say, words misplaced in his hair. But will that be before or after I burn it down?


written august 17 2008 at 12:21 pm & september 28 2008

'darling, let's have fun'

touches leave prints all over my chest and our desires mix with the morning air. fingers trace patterns left by the sun, peeling skin and morals. summer is the time for fun, for life, for death they say, but he's in the next room counting my sighs in his mind. cringing as your hip bones meet with mine.



written beginning of july 2008