love they say
Love, they say
When I was fifty-two, I fell in love and that
was hard; I lost my sanity for the sake of love
I had been married twice before I met my
undoing, learned the rope of living a pretense of love
when the only thing of interest was sex
I was never a family man, leaving me, the women
did me a favor
at a morning café, I saw her sitting at a side table
she had an aura of mysterious sexism about her
I had to have this woman
We had been together for almost a year, I had
found the woman of my life and proposed marriage
she turned me down and wanted to be free
and she didn't care for my clinging ways of behaving
She had other lovers as her libido was strong
Our relationship ended there as I realized I had met
a person like myself and one ego-centric lover
was enough, yet when I think of her, she warms
my lonely heart thinking of the great sex we had
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2025
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