The world of old men Kissing
The world of old men
Sun has set on many a man’s passion for kissing.
Caressing beautiful, soft lips, we all are missing.
Electricity, once generated, no longer the song.
This, the fate of many old angers is so very wrong
when men, when women still have a burning desire.
The flesh may be weak, even if the spirit is on fire.
B. J. “A ” 2
August 28th, 2019
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2019
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