Living, Loving, And Rockin' On Poem by Daniel Wittfoth

She played base guitar in a rock-n-roll band
long auburn hair
tight black leather jeans
I was watching her from back stage
after my own show
thinking damn, she's hot and talented
began to talk after the show
bought her dinner and took her home
we fell in love so easily
moments became our memories
Yeah, those times we never forget
I still get caught up between her touch and voice whispering
though now it's been years gone by
counted days on the calander
and nothing has really changed
only for the best we believe
We somehow grew up and got real jobs
yeah nine to fives
I even cut my hair
Now we sit back
watch a movie and glance through old photographs
Once in awhile she still
slips into those tight leather jeans
We paint the town until sunrise
holding each other close and tight
We fall into one anothers arms
acting like kids once again
that's how we are
living. loving, and rockin' on.....