bridges
new night snow
lay across the city
soft sheets
waves of white
we walked from the
North Shore
across Lions Gate Bridge
through downtown Vancouver
over Granville Street Bridge
up the dark quiet of
West 13th Avenue
no counting of
miles hours or footsteps
winter wiped our measure
up wide wood turning stairway
to the top floor
my room waited
dark oak under
cold feet
I lit candles by the bed
of course you stayed
months later you sent me
a letter with lyrics
Bridge Over Troubled Water
your light handwriting
let me know
you had been afraid
let me know
you had never made love
till that snowy night
I had only thought you were
young
only remembered
freckles
blue eyes
voice like falling snow
and your kind
honoring
hands