Remembrance

I remember being scared.
I remember being excited.
I remember sweaty palms.
Memories of my first kiss...

I remember being thirteen.
I remember feeling that was mature!
I remember the thrill of that moment.
Looking back, I realize my memory’s a gift...

I remember the moment, the place, the boy.
I remember him well, boy, do I!
I remember how much he meant to me.
Recollections of first love, or was love, lust?
(2002)