Only water under the bridge separated two land masses.

Above the water line,

two separate islands unite

unbeknown in landmass joined;

female and male

in love come together.

But beneath the water

under the bridge

are the tentacles of two

different organisms

each domineering in their connection,

each tugging and pulling away

their very existence in the balance,

to control but hang in there

in a union together.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

a creepy union says i ..All Hallowed Eve is in the air .. your poem gives hope in commitment .. but i have to say that those tentacles and organisms freak me a bit ;) i like the double entendre with water under the bridge ... your making me think my friend
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[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Gene, glad to get you thinking.

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This one says a great deal about relationships, Andrew....

Your use of the waterline is a fine metaphor; that line that separates the two entities and realities of lovers. Above the surface the bliss is easily apparent, yet always below that surface the true struggle of a union of two people takes place. The balance is finely spread, the clashing of different types of the same organism always occurs, yet the truest pairings will always overcome the struggle and remain united.

I am sure all of us can identify with your words and metaphors here, Andrew. For our waterline struggles are unique yet always similar. Keep up the struggle. Always. If you believe in it.

An excellent poem.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you very much for your review Doodley, much appreciated.

[Vivian Gospel]

Octopi in coitus? I guess

[Einstein Noodle]

sorry for butting in Vivian .. but your comment gives me such a chuckle ..peace and joy
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[andrew mitchell]

Haha thank you sir!

[Vivian Gospel]

I was genuinely curious

[andrew mitchell]

Just trying to convey how each and everyone has their own agendas be it on the surface or underneath.

[Vivian Gospel]

Ah that I can totally relate to. Thanks andrew for explaining it.