Nocturnal Moments

 

She was young then, firm then, “hot” then –

The night that they were wed –

His lust for her overwhelming –

Her lingerie-clad – on the bed

 

She was tireder, “quieter,” coyer,  –

Dressed in her t-shirt – beckoning from the bed –

His love for her growing, and for the

Children in the next room – finally abed.

 

She is plumper, softer, greyer –

Than on the night they wed –

His love for her mature – complete now –

He’s truly happy – when all’s done and said

 

[A Poem of 25, 35, 55]

Padre

 

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