The carnival lights shone brightly around
our exposed arms and sun softened faces.
My voice fell the distance to you and drowned
under the sea of tones and plain graces.
Fine dust caked the undersides of our feet
as we traipsed through our summer fairy-tale.
The sweet air still laden with the day's heat
hung to us, night's own gauzy wedding veil.
We shoved Time into the bottom of our
back pockets, and thought we could overcome
the moments and minutes and their power
over what our lives had slowly become.
In a small instant we became endless,
without words for what we had to express.
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