Just hearing the opening song and those words,
It was the summer of 63 and my dad was still
The greatest man in the world (But we all know
That Johnny Castle was going to change that).
Just hearing that song, it feels like a hug,
A little like remembering a boy from the past,
One that got away but still creeps into dreams
And then flutters away with the ringing alarm.
Something jumps up inside your body, calling us out,
Reminding us that we’re human, that we have needs
If you get what I mean. When he dances with Baby
And takes off her clothes, throwing that shirt
When we know it’s forbidden by the dad she once loved,
Adored like a child now grown to a woman.
And then we all get the treat at the end,
When nobody puts Baby in a dark, empty corner
And we all get to see her have the time of her life,
Breath held together as she runs for the lift.
We all love that film like a friend that we lost,
Then found in a cupboard on a dusty VHS.
It’s reminded me how much I need love and a touch,
To remember the feeling of falling for him,
Toppling so slowly on the edge of a cliff
To be caught in his arms and held oh so tight.
That’s what that movie means to my life
And I’m not even slightly ashamed of my need
To gaze at that man, pretending I’m her;
I need to feel love, even pretend.