I remember this song
It played when I
Thought about kissing you
The boulevard soundtrack we
Heard quietly through scratchy
Outdoor cafe speakers as
Waiters stacked chairs upon
Tables and you glided
As I scuffled dragging
My feet trying to
Capture you beneath the
Streetlight when you turned
Towards me kissed first
Then dashed on ahead
All coy and coquettish
As I your shy
Bumbling suitor stood blinking
That first became the
First of many firsts
Of firsts with you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 