we walked into a book store eating mangos I read history you read fantasy a chuckle caught my grinning lips you smiled towards me juice dripped from your cheeks you never look more beautiful
we bought our imaginations tickets to the carnival road the carousel over and over and over again laughing like careless adolescents both sick off the mangos
we ate corn dogs road the ferris wheel kissed the stars and brought them home to play with us we dressed them in my mother's old cloths she no longer needs them neither do I I still hold on to them one day I will burn them in a field along with everything I own and place the ashes in my mother's grave
on that night we shall let the stars go make the long journey back to whatever imaginary place we call home