I heard "Wild Thing" on the radio the other day.
It made me think of my very first boyfriend. I don't know if I was ready yet, or if he was, but he thought so, and after a bunch of years of being the ugly girl, I was flattered by his attention.
He was a surfer with a Beatle haircut and exotic eyes like the the very skies above the beach where we met.
I don't know if either of us was the wild thing. I don't remember singing it together, but that is the song which reminds me of him as a young man.
He is grown now with grown up problems different from mine but no easier to deal with. I know where he is, far away from here and that long ago beach. Sometimes I hope he hears a song and thinks of me too.
