Pink and white

our windows rolled down

in the days before air-conditioning

bright summer morning

our swimsuits under our shorts and t-shirts

our towels on our laps

suntan lotion in hand

hats and sunglasses in place

ready to run into the water.

Pink and white

we knew we were almost there

as your fragrance invaded

our speeding space

miles of a windy corridor

the entrance to a room of moving turquoise

maidens greeting us with songs

before taking a vow

of joy.