that thing that goes round and round

that thing that goes round and round

 

 

cotton candy kisses,

on the Ferris wheel of love

you held my hand and i bit my tongue

 

wanting that embrace on the top of the Empire State Building

in a carnival dream

i closed my eyes as we spun out of control

i felt your breath in the eye of my sky

a dark night's lingering

another ticket, another ride

 

then i woke up as we disembarked

still feeling your hand in mine

even though 50 years had passed

and knew your beauty would persevere

for one more ride,  

 

if only the tickets were still redeemable...

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/9/16

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

On top of the world, cotton candy love, memories that evoke the tenderness of the past. You had me wishing for that Ferris wheel ride once more.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Al, i appreciate your words,
j.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Cementon Belt Fair, me a teenager, offered my help for money to take down the octopus ride. Wow! Some real hard work, never again!

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

Lovely! Reminiscing about the girl who was your first love. All those pleasant moments spent with her- all the happiness, all the felicity that she had brought. Recollecting sweet memories of the past- a 50-year old past. And then you wake up and you feel as if her hand is still in yours. Very beautifully written and presented. Keep writing, sir. Glad, you shared this work of yours.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Vatsal..

j.

[emmajoy]

' i closed my eyes as we spun out of control .. i felt your breath in the eye of my sky.. '

First love, any love... remains a sort of mystery. A sort of was it really like that, was it as passionate and sweet or, have my thoughts around that time moulded it to another dimension.

Here you've created a poem that is more a mini book, a line by line account of what was, what's recalled and how. You really do know how to capture attention and hold it, start to finish.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for those very kind words, emma...

j.

[emmajoy]

it's more than true.

[DIVYA]

I heard first love is never forgotten and this poem convinces me of the magical connection of young love. Sadly, I never had a teenage love nor am I the first love of the man I love. Reading this,I feel I have missed out on so much magic. Much appreciated...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

first love does seem to live forever...she is still deeply embedded in my heart.
thank you, DIVYA...

j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Experience has proven that it's better to live with the memories than ruin them altogether. We remember the way things were, the attachment to feeling, while people change. We do, they do ... change. It's not necessarily always for the better.

I love the line, "I felt your breath in the eye of my sky."

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Linda Marie.

j.

[Bacchus]

There is something magical about childlike loves that last.
Where that romantic ferris wheel, never gets old- or the person you ride it with either.
Still the same thrill.
A romance that misses like An Affair to Remember on top of the Empire State building?
Maybe you shouldn't bite your tongue?
Not so sure.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it was bitten in a good way...feeling the thrill...she was one of a kind...i like your reference to "An Affair..." such a good movie...and the reference to it in "Sleepless in Seattle"....
thanks for your words, Bacchus.

j.