Our Old Red Wheel
I awoke to the sounds of laughter and rushing steel
To the smells of baking sweet
To the feel of lacquered wood
To the taste of candied cherry wheat
But when I opened my eyes
My sight beholden onto me a single image
Forever in my memory lies
A scene that comes but once in a lifetime
I saw you standing above me
Your eyes as blue as the sea
Your hair golden lilies shifting in the gentle breeze
Your lips as vibrant as a candy apply
Your smile a knife cutting through mercury
Your dress swaying to keep in time with your stunning figure
As your beauty is silhouetted by a black and white world
I glanced up at the sky
The fading flash captured this ikon
On the walls of my retina
In front of me stood that old crimson ring
At that moment, I understood I was here.
Not in some closed space or viewing some constructed reel
But holding your hand, my Dear.
As he watched over us, like he had done so many times before, protecting with all his being
As the light faded on this blackened world, what remains is just Us.
You and I and our old sagacious red Ferris Wheel.