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By e_grieco@yahoo.com Submitted by egrieco Date: 2001 Jul 09 Comment on this Work [[2001.07.09.01.45.22450]] |
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How you loved me! How can I express in words the exhaltation of our love When you first set eyes upon me, as a peaking sweet sixteen Fresh blossomed bossom, tiny waist, curvy hips, delicious kiss, firey passion, lips a flame, twisted tongues, all within the same, What is left in old age? What is left for us in old age, I dare say? It's not quite the same as in our youth. Dynamics change, tempers tamed, love is still yearning to be claimed, But wiser we both are, tamer too, but lusting seems to be on the last train to tim buck twoo! But what might we do? Share the passionate t.v. tube? eg |