Bridge Poem by Adrian Antique

i was a passenger on a motorbike
when from the bridge i watched the sea
the ocean waves kissed the day's first smile
a little moment of seeing you and me
so i crossed the bridge to where i belong
like a daydream calling for a song
at the far end your voice lingers like a melody
playing with the breeze all along
on this straight road of adventure
to walk with me would you care
to go places we're barely sure
to catch rainbows in the air
we have a line
above a stream
between you and i
a story written from the sky