As children we
fell
in love on a
carousel.
You on your black stallion,
you saved me from a stampeding elephant. You were
my hero.
Time and distance and circumstance took
you from me, but love
and memory reunited
us, and now here we
are, in front of that same carousel as
old as us. The ancient elephant is no longer
a threat, but you’re still saving me.
Let us mount your horse, and this time, we’ll
ride forever, together.
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