affection

I gaze back through hallowed nostalgic mist

to the kissed memories long-treasured of how

we found, as children, a million methods to form

important bonds we thought would endure for ever.

While revelling in the giddy social world, where now

you twirl with a crowd of friends who find me gauche -

with a brochure packed with suspect values - you've not

got sufficient reason to cherish my presence.

Invested in my heart there still stands the appeal

of a really ideal woman, where the role model

(oddly enough) was lifted from you - at a time

when sublime vision saw ‘Us’ versus the rest.

So even if I'm meeting someone new,

I'll feel with her that tenderness for you.