For the Carnival Nights Contest of Robert James Liguori
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On a warm summer evening we are pinned together on the octopus ride, twirling with excited pleasure. Even the breeze we swirl through cannot cool us down, for the passion of new love consumes us. We browse along the Midway, and he buys for me spun sugar on a stick. Later we sit buckled in on the seat of a huge lit-up ferris wheel. It circles round and round as we swing our legs while surveying the bustling gleeful folk below. I shiver with a fever of anticipation. At the pinnacle of our last go-around on this gigantic wheel, the ride hovers there in the cooling night air. The stars above us seem to be dancing with delight. He leans over and his lips meet mine. I taste the sweetness of cotton candy and melt into our first kiss, never wanting again to come back down to earth.
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