They say memory is triggered by smell
but just now Rod Stewart sang
The Way You Look Tonight
and I remember how Kay looked
after school in her college uniform
pleated skirt and white blouse
jiving to a new Elvis 45rpm
after practicing The Way You Look
on her mother’s fine piano
black-stockinged legs still
high-kicking in my pulse,
sexagenarian on heat
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