Ferris wheel lights flickered through the dusk,
Cotton candy kisses, salt-air musk.
Laughter twirled in the carousel's sigh,
Then slowed like the sun in a July sky.
We met where the boardwalk hums with sound,
Arcade bells ringing, carousel spinning round.
You took a ring from the prize stand bin,
Slipped it on my finger—let the night begin.
(No plans, just fire in your eyes—)
(Love like ours burns fast and flies.)
And I knew it was only July,
Just a moment, not a why.
But you danced with me under carousel lights,
Held me close beneath fleeting nights.
No promises, no alibis—
Just a Santa Monica goodbye.
We shared fries and laughs on the wooden rail,
Rode the coaster just to hear you wail.
Lights dimmed low as the vendors packed,
The air turned quiet by the winding track.
(You traced forever on my arm…)
(Then smiled softly, causing no harm.)
And I knew it would fade like the tide,
Swept away without goodbye.
But you danced with me under carousel lights,
Spinning softly through that perfect night.
No tears, no reason why—
Just a Santa Monica goodbye.
The last ride sighed as they closed the gate,
No farewell words, just breath and fate.
I watched your shadow blend with the tide,
Like perfect moments meant to glide.
And I knew it was never meant to stay,
Footprints the tide would wash away.
But you danced with me under carousel lights,
Gave a taste of forever in just one night.
No regrets, no long goodbyes—
Just a Santa Monica goodbye.
Just a breeze through fading lights,
Just one perfect, fleeting night…
Just a full moon rising in the midnight sky,
Just a Santa Monica goodbye.