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A simple poem reminiscing about my youth with long romantic nights filled with sexual delight.

Submitted: May 05, 2018

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Submitted: May 05, 2018




By Michael Dale Sipes, Jr.


When I was young, not once did I stop to think of old age.

Now that I am older, I do nothing but reminisce of my youthful days.

When I would search for the one who was just right.

Skin smooth and velvety without a wrinkle in sight.

Sculpted muscles and curves shapely and right.

Hair thick and dark as the darkest night.

We become one as we dance through the night.

Those are feelings that excite the young and old alike.

Those nights are gone but not forgotten.

 No longer dancing I sit in my chair rocking.

Young couples in love remind me of romance.

When I too found that special someone by chance.

Love for the young or old is just alike.

It's truly one of life's greatest delights.


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