one day we'll come back down to earth
for now I'm stuck high in the air
with you beside me, snug inside
a metal car suspended by
a wire far above a gay
amusement park
parade that wends its way
below
through darkening rows
your face is lit with such a glow
below us, covering up
with night
the people turn to laughing shades
backlit by harsh electric bulbs
and winding neon tentacles
but up here in our summer sky
we both glow bright with sunset grins
the world below fades into night
we two, suspended high
are light
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