Bridges of the past crossing my mind
reminding me of leisure rides, once  mine
While a fine fine sun coated my yearning desires  
I flew into the stormy spaces of a wide open world;
Polka dot dresses, sunglasses of yellow
Elizabeth Arden lipstick and lemonade kisses
You were always at my side, tanned and beautiful
crisp and fresh like linen by the sea ...

Sandcastle dreams and sailboat rides
beneath the boardwalk, promises made with pride
Junctions, intersections, passages never to be reversed
I recall soaking in the stars, cradled in the sand  
swaddled with the cautery and charms;

A bridge was crossed, and when I count
the things I've lost,  
you come to mind,
a ship at sea, searching for its ghost.