Joy

The Danube was moody that night
- stormy and loud and rowdy
like a happy old drunk

We walked side by side
and counted the stars
exploding in the sky

We were young
and we were new
and the air felt like fireworks

I wore a frilly skirt
and a silly smile

You wore your dinner jacket
with your grown up tie

And we danced to the music
across the ripple river

while Belgrade woke up
all around us
with whispers and sighs

Reviews

[Pamela Haddad]

Great imagery and such a beautifully written poem :)