Ferris Wheel

#Ferris wheel It was one of those nights that you are not altogether surely did it happen. there are no photographs, no receipts, no scrawled journal entries. just a memory sitting in my mind like a half blown fireworks, rushing to fill colors to the sky, waiting to disintegrate into nothing. as i close my eyes, the picture played like a blurry montage. I can see us driving for hours,until the street lights grew less familiar the flickering post lamp, giving away to the stars. then sitting across with you on a highest Ferris wheel ride, I see your soulful eyes enticing, mirroring the beautifully lighted town from south, embracing lake fields and mountains, your hands reaching mine, your voice wisps a husky tone. the conversation we had about everything, and nothing. And kissing you- i remember that, It was one of those nights my mind can't be sure of, that wonders if I was there at all, it is as though i never left. --km