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| Dancing in Berlin NY Eve |
Why are my memories of Germany so vivid?
Was it because that was my first love?
Or because it’s an older memory
recently unlocked.
Was dancing in a ballroom really
more romantic than dancing
in a low ceilinged rented room ?
Who am I kidding?
Waltzing in a ballroom with soft lights
is always better than a dark rented room
with bodies standing and swaying to the rhythm.
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| Dancing in ski lodge |
Was skiing in the Alps really
more romantic than Colorado or Michigan?
Who am I kidding?
Skiing in the Alps with lunch in a mountain pub
or our evenings of drinking, dancing and laughing
in a warm wood-lined chalet
is better than a cheap hostel room with flourescent lights .
At 21, the romance was important—-the fulfillment of many teenage dreams.
At 25, the reality of a good partnership was more important
than any fantasy.
I missed some of the German romance but,
my priorities had changed.
While I loved both men,
one would have never passed the test of daily life together.
While the other, not colored by the fantasy of romance,
saw success together
despite several bumps in the road.
And now, this 80 year old woman sees that
I always needed both: practical realism
with a touch of romance and fantasy. . . .
if it’s not too late.
(P.S. I don't recall the names of the men in the photos, 1966/7)
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