I got a sweet email, yes romantic as well,
something about holding hands
and things that tend to follow a passionate kiss.
She had read my poems and thought I was
a darling! I thought of sending her a love poem
but desisted as my poems tend to be cynical;
besides there is a question of grooming.
Dear heart, thank you for the email, I shall not
answer you, but quietly dream of what could
have been if I had been seventeen, and
not a grumpy old man who wears a winter coat
for comfort even in June.
