listening to an old song by paul anka
i’m really feeling the part where he sings
about the warmth of a woman’s hand in his
i’m remember the long forgotten
feeling of holding hands with a woman
and the first time i held hands with
a girlfriend when i was a teenager
it was like an instinctive thing
and oh god how wonderful it felt
and oh how i would have liked
that feeling to last forever
like i felt in that moment
that my teenage love would
ah me, the memories of an old man
who once felt like he’d be young forever
bob boyd