he was riding home on a bus on a long treelined avenue

                                                            was reading of John Coltranes Sixties struggle with free jazz black identity primal screams

    the sun feltAah so good

he set the book on his lap and leaned his head against the glass

                                                                     lookedup

enjoyed the sunlightflash an shade sunlightflash an shade sunlightshade sunlightshade sunlightshadestaccato sun interruptedtrippedup by trunks by palm tree fronds

                                                       chuckled

reminded him of lookingup girls skirts as they wentup steps to secondstorey thirdstorey classrooms in junior high an high school

maybe they werent quickenough to know what he was doing or maybe they didnt carecould have cared less

                                                                                                                   gave him a passing-class thrill

curiosity whettedhe couldnt help himself

Friday nights

                going to chaperoned school dances

he approached girls he recognisedthose he didnt

                                                    and during slow dances 

particularly at the beginning of Stairway to Heaven asked 

he received shy smiles lurid ones

                                      but they never said

not one

    girls women intrigued him

then an now     

Sunday,  17  12. 06

1255,  reggaefriday,  22  11. 24

Zeppelin  Stairway to Heaven  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPSkNFODVRE