The Time Remembered

A treasure discovered, hours
dedicated on a French-language
radio station to the sublime
music of our youth; the sounds,
the bands, the singers romancing
us in the 50s and 60s when we 
were enraptured in one another's
presence and danced the evening
hours away. And now, a half-century
later, you wrap me in your arms
and move with me, smoothly
and lovingly, to those wonderful
old refrains of love ever-lasting,
our kitchen floor the dance
hall of the time remembered.