Memories of High School Dances
We girls, dressed our vert best!
Curled our hair, a tad of makeup.
Clothes, must most modest be.
Skirts, well below the knee!
Boys had to wear suits.
To respect us with utmost chivalry.
And indeed, they did!
Rules and morals, planted firmly in
our heads.
I wonder what it is like now?
Knowing, it is not the same.
Where sexuality is the game!
And if there is any sense of shame?
These memories of by-gone days.
Honey-sweet with magical anticipation.
An adolescent empire just bursting
With respectful, innocent play and a
Delight in cordial admiration!
12/6/2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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