shades of laughter
catch in a web
of warm spun sugar
whose scent lies languid in the air
like memories
of youth
and a stolen kiss
high atop the ferris wheel
prancing ponies
throbbing music
flashing lights
mirrored smiles
barking voices
games of notta chance
shiny prizes
grasp at rings just outta reach
spinning, spinning, spinning
living for the moment
I could dance
happy here with you
let me see the suckling pigs
ride the rides with me
dance me down the Midway
take me to the fair!
© 2004