Life's Ultimate Secret Potion
Wonder at what age we lose the ability
To feel the joy of sweet passion
That feeling of longing for intimacy we get
The touch, the words, the spasms
Involuntary writhing, the desire for touch
It's not showing signs for sure
Of lessening even the smallest wee bit
You young'uns can rest assured
Sweet love remains till your final days
Till all that's left is sweet memories
No matter how vibrant, those moments were
All that remains is your reverie
The gift of sweet love is a lifelong affair
Unequaled by other emotions
It's the only real reason we live and breath
It's life's ultimate secret potion
© Jack Ellison 2014
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