That Ride

The adrenaline rush was high,

For; I was about to fly.

I became adamant,

For; that ride was an enchant.

While waiting along the queue,

I never had thought-

I’d find you!

I realized taking my seat,

That ride wasn’t a treat.

But what was done, was done.

‘cause now, I couldn’t run.

At once, my swirled.

Heart came into the mouth,

As we went down unbridled!

That felt like the last plunge.

Eyes closed, I waited for ‘it’ to lunge.

Surprisingly, the panic went.

‘Was that what peace meant?’

And then we were decelerating.

My eyelids flipped open-

To the distant wild shouting.

We’d made through the ride,

Overcoming our fright.

I twisted in my seat,

Only to see our eyes meet!

Not only that was the case.

The connection that sparked,

That was another new phase.

The fear I had felt,

Did just melt.

Was is that sign:

Your hand in mine?