He wrote:
"First, I am not a poet; I am a pianist. But, I really enjoyed the Wild Nights poem you wrote about. It reminded me of the Eddie and the Cruisers song "Wild Summer Nights." The movie also had another beautiful song called "Tender Years" with a sweet piano solo extro. Here, are the lyrics and here is my photo... Hope I have your interest.
When the moon hung soft and low
Catching stardust in the light
You held me closer and closer
There was magic in the night.
A sweet love song, a melody
That I still can recall
Two young hearts filled with dreams
To walk away with it all.
Whoa, whoa tender years
Won't you wash away my tears
How I wish you were near
Please don't go, tender years.
A summer love, a beach romance
Sought her kisses in the sand
Two young hearts filled with fire
Lost in never-neverland."
His response was surprisingly sweet. And, I remembered loving that movie. So, I met him on the front steps of the Music Resource Center church. And, I swear the sun came out just when our eyes met. We walked to his place on 5th street.
We undressed to our underwear, and I sat in his lap facing him on his piano bench. Although I couldn't do a Middle English accent, I leaned forward and whispered the good parts of Chaucer's "Miller's Tale" into his left ear while he played an interesting, piano rendition of Procol Harum's "A Whiter Shade of Pale," my favorite song from a movie soundtrack.
I don't know why I cried. I guess I was moved.
Then, he kissed my tears.
And, our time was up.
Thank you, F. It was a moment.
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