Songs Of Innocence And Experience - Poem by Francie Lynch
I can't but think of you
When those old familiar songs air;
As familiar as the friends we shared,
Songs we once grew old to,
That played as you ironed my hair.
Tensions grew as the volume raised,
As your parents worried upstairs.
Songs of innocence, songs of experience,
Were on the radio,
And you'd find a station
In Daddy's car
As we drove back to school.
Lyrics I didn't know I knew
After all these years;
No photo could make you
More vivd than now;
Songs that immortalize
Those moments of our youth.
You tanning in the sand,
Transistor craddled in an alabaster hand;
The smell of beach and you.
Lips parted as you whispered words
To the voyeur burning in me.
Then you dance close to me,
Your hair a symphony...
Some songs I hear
Are too much to bear
Beneath a firefly night;
When nothing came between us
But the notes of songs we liked.
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