Last night.
Bon Jovi was in town and I haven’t seen
them since 1989.
Far too long. But we partied like we were 19
again and screamed as loud as any other
fan longing to reach out and touch him.
I almost died when he pulled a girl from the audience
and danced to “Bed of Roses” then gave her a smooch
on the lips.
I. Couldn’t. Believe. It.
