#164

it had to be you wonderful you on the ferris wheel at the pier going over the water like we are going out to nothing to the yonder to the deep blue forever but then the lights track us back over the wood and the wild neon lattice of the machine transforms itself into infinite geometries every new moment but all i feel and all i notice is your warm hand slipping onto mine like natural like that was the right thing to do with your hand at that moment when we were on the ferris wheel in santa monica falling in love and your husband was at work in hollywood managing some bar on the boulevard not thinking that you were falling in love with me on the ferris wheel in santa monica on the pier with your hand slipping onto mine sending warmth from my fingertips up past my collar into my blushing face down to my unsure toes and the neon dancing like sugarplums reflected in your eyes looking so sure and innocent so sure that you are doing the right thing moving your hand onto my thigh on the ferris wheel on the santa monica pier while your husband is managing some bar on hollywood boulevard not thinking that what we are about to do could ever be happening as i lean in to kiss you the melody of that song keeps running through my head it had to be you wonderful you