there's times where
I feel fifteen again
when I feel her wet kiss
and that energy of her turned on
the thoughts go wild in my mind
return I do to
1969 under the
stands at the football game
it is all the same
I am energized a young'en again
wild with passion
drunken lust
just a little more
attentive to her
eyes and elbows
her softest pleasures
her thighs her sighs
her kiss and breath
the passion
though as new as at fifteen
in the wet clover
behind the football stadium,
I don't have to close my eyes,
to imagine.