Late night, steps apart on a bridge for hours, questions flowing you to me, me to you in a space preordained yet unannounced Stars and streetlights cross the firmament above our heads, a river flows dark and cold beneath our feet, daytime but a warm memory fades as the familiar yields to the unknown, waiting with approaching dawn Early morn, we depart replete, to separate worlds yet remain forever linked at our crossing.
Oh I really like this one. It could be a song with the last section being the chorus.