love on a ferris wheel

Love on a Ferris Wheel

the romance in a ferris wheel,
as there, together, high above,
the energy in carnivals
will shoot between you in a blaze of love

when youth discovers what has been
quite hidden to it, heretofore;
there’s no love like on ferris wheels,
those days or nights that leave us wanting
more

Men and Romance

(Idea taken from a conversation with Vonita over at Passion through Poetry. I hope she doesn’t mind – Owen)

And so we men, we dream of being heroes

For those we love, our very cherished few;

We have romantic dreams as well as women,

But these are dreams we’ll never

Admit to

What She Said

We’ve been sold the dream, we girls have.
That somewhere’s the perfect guy:
And we’ll have great lives together.
Yet we know it’s all a lie.

Still, we love the lie like fiction,
Fantasies where hearts can go:
So I love to dream of romance,
Though it’s silly.
Even
So —

 

Ah, Now, Romance

Romance

Ah, now, romance
Here and there
Up and down
And ev’rywhere

On the roof of
My gray car
Creatures come from
Near and far

Just for romance
They are brought
And can’t find a
Better spot

Ah, now, romance
What a day
Now, two cats, please
Go away