Tonight we fly down under to Vivid Sidney—a festival of light—beautiful, bright, colorful light.  From street to sky, from harbor to hill, every corner turned brightens night and hearts alike.  Bands lend sound and vendors scent from eateries open late for tourists and townies.  There are projections on buildings and bridges and sea animals swim across the sails of that iconic opera house.  Bulbs too numerous to count adorn trees at zoo and garden to the delight of children age three and seventy-three.  As we walk alongside other happy revelers we smile as only lovers can, and I pull you gently toward me and whisper a message of loving affection.  When our legs tire from distance traveled and dance floors graced, we wander back to our handsome room and make sweet love as heaven’s lights sparkle in the dark Australian sky.