how love is bright
the unknown marquee
some ferris wheel of emotional light, lit higher, on high
pinwheeling against the moon’s sheen on water
& you’re walking there coupled yet alone
because you saw something for the first time
light in the eye of another
they’ll all say shut up, silly
count your lucky stars
but it was just too cold knowing he was out there
& suddenly you were more alone
more alone more alone more alone
that when your husband took your arm
all you wanted was his arm, the way your hips would bump
casually laughing along the wharf
warm under the field of heaven
VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 