i
felt
teenaged
excitement
that petite julie
my senior crush's long dark hair
flew back to grace us at our fifty year reunion
she sang backup for a rock band, married well, pupating to a counselor in la
she smiles still slender, believable brown hair flowing above her wit and stylish clothes
as my inner teen falls adoring her from afar
my old soul silently observes
when you have work done
on your eyes
less is
much
more