Carnival.
Liquid colours
In the sun.
Music on the run.
With a smile.
The perfect day of fun.
Just our style.
Amid the beautiful noise
We kissed.
Resist,
If you can,
The beat.
Our bodies gyrate
In the heat.
To the rhythm of love
In the street.
We skip, like teenage lovers
Under the scented covers
Of exotic fare.
Wafting through the air.
Our carnival extraordinaire.
That afternoon
I would serenade you.
Across the esplanade we threw
Flowers in the air.
Such a happy pair
Of souls.
Strolls,
As music fades
With the sun.
Our moonlight
Has just begun.
We toasted
Our carnival of love
In street cafe.
I held your hand.
No words to say.
Just listen
To love's symphony play.
No small talk.
Contented lovers walk
Captured by starlight array.
On
Our carnival day.
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Sounds like great fun on your carnival day - good one.