The Art Teacher

There I was in uniform

Looking at the art teacher

I was just a girl then

Never have I loved since then

He was not that much other than I was

He had taken our class to the Metropolitan Museum

He asked us what our favorite work of art was

And never could I tell him

It was him

Oh, I wish I could tell him

Oh, I wish I could have told him

I looked at the Ruben's and Rembrandt's

I like the John Singer Sargent's

He told me he liked Turner

Never have I turned since then

No, never have I turned, to any other man

All this having been said

I married an executive company head

All this having been done, a Turner, I own one

And here I am in this uniformish, pant suit, sort of thing

Thinking of the art teacher

I was just a girl then

Never have I loved since then

No, never have I loved any other man