Love's Wanderer
From birth to death
He walks the journey to its end
Seeking reasons
Why the heart must love
Body fall to death’s cold destruction.
As a child he had no fears
Never considering the journey’s end
Thinking himself immortal
Running free chasing the wind
Learning to become a man.
Finding ecstasy of sex
No longer innocent
Addicted to orgasmic pleasure
With lover after lover
Memories thrilling the mind.
In old age he travels on
Frail, stepping ever slower
Mind clear as crystal
Alone, full of remorse
For bad choices made.
Love, he knows now
Has to be free as the wind
And from his many lovers
Only one still delights the heart
Making him weep for yesterday.
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