A Long Weekend - Fireworks

We stand in the cold park. You in your boots. Me in my flat freezing feet. We watch the colours shoot high into the sky and rain down again, with a fizzle of excitement. I wrap my arm around you and rest my woollen palm on your coated back. I lay my head against your chest and look up in awe. You hold me tightly as sulphur and smoke fills our cold noses.