I saw you today, staring at the eternity of anticipating circles,
attired all in white as if something wonderful was about to happen,
and I realized you’d only see your captivating image in the waves
whenever you tried looking across the river.
Life beyond the inexpugnable ever-running water for an instant was so close
but then in the blink of an eye absconded as if it had done something bad
by letting me sneak a peek of you and wonderland.
The remainder is a smile pervading all the air but not meant for me
and a little bit of dewy-eyed hope that
I’ll find the bridge next time.