I flick my Zippo and clink
Nostalgic fumes;
Always causing me to think
The flame ignites my pipe, poof
One tender love
Other gals: I am aloof
The tobacco, it sizzles
Pour ma chérie
Novelty never fizzles
My door’s hinges now creaking
Twenty-one years
The old faucet is leaking
How the time passes, tick-tock
Hair turning grey
How I long to break the clock.
The morning rooster, it crows
Reminding me,
“That was many years ago.”
Burnt tobacco, it crunches
Nicotine numbs
Memories come in bunches
Man-in-the-Moon rises, whisp...
He laughs at me
Summertime air turning crisp
Her face flashing with a bang
T’was but a dream
Such a cruel, sudden pang
Ashes to the ashtray, whoosh
The bygones…gone
A new endeavor to push
Hear now the aeroplane roar
Ten thousand klicks
Rigamarole nevermore!
The long-awaited kiss, smack!
I am complete
Never, ever looking back
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--For A.R.
May no one forget his or her first love and the longing for life's primordial romance.
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