This Poem was Submitted By: Fred F Cureau On Date: 2000-06-20 22:52:35 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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WHEN WE ARE OLD AND GRAY

When we are both old and gray     after a long life of work and play will my touch fill you with lustful desire     as we warm arthritic bones before the fire? Will you still welcome my frail advance     now that little stirs within my pants? Will this body once strong and firm     lead you on or just make you squirm? Will I be blessed with a magical hug     or be brushes off with a uninterested shrug? Will you welcome these clumsy lips     rewarding their effort with your sweet kiss? And, if on the carpet, I lay you down     will your face reflect a teasing smile or a frown? When I stroke your long silver streaked hair     will your thoughts be with me or wander off somewhere? If my hands caress the gentile curves of your form     will warm blood once again build into a raging storm? Will the passion, which has always served us well     return visions of heaven or a view of frustrating hell? Will we truly have changed so much     that we will be forced to make due with a loving clutch? Who can know for sure until we face that day?     So for now, we'll make love, and store the memories away. 

Copyright © June 2000 Fred F Cureau

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