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Sex and old age

Poetry By: attanasio
Romance



Getting older doesn't mean goodbye to intimacy. A short poem about togetherness in seniors.


Submitted:Jan 23, 2013    Reads: 88    Comments: 8    Likes: 4   


I don’t have the body that I had when I was young

The extra 50 pounds, right to my waist was flung

When I was very thin, I was proud to be well hung

Now that I am old and fat, my best parts my tongue

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When she was young, she had a body, oh so cute

Full breasts, nice curves and a pretty face to boot

Her face always stayed beautiful, her eyes still shine

But her boobs and curvy shape, well on their decline

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Intimacy, she now prefers done in the absence of light

I don’t know what is, she thinks might cause me fright

I could feel and taste, cuddle and snuggle all night long

When she touches me, she drives my passions strong

'

When my lingering kisses go exploring high and low

I feel the little squirms and soft moans that I know

I cherish the beautiful girl I married many years ago

‘Cause just being next to her, sets my heart aglow

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