Bridges smiled at their innocence, the night whispers to
The river painting it lively.
Resounding water under

Stopped me from breathing frailness.
Holding the amulet,
Grace found in warmth within.

I heard a hiss from a fissure,
An exhalation from a hazy ingress.
It was my hidden heart.

Where is the entrance of emotion's realm?
Down the river it flows.