It's been two years

and you still like to take me to abandoned theme parks

in the middle of the night-

Climb over the fences and turn on all the rides.

The carousel always was your favorite,

the way you sat on that lion and watched the world spin.

And me, I would watch

blank - eyed and long skirt flailing in the wind,

a ghost.

The only difference

between now and then is that these days,

I replace my skirts with

dark pants so I can climb to the top of the merry-go-round

To get as close to heaven

as I possibly can.