The Meeting


We are past our prime.
A little fleshy, a little gray,
We met on a winter’s day.
Who would have thought it could be sublime?

You are charmed and charming
The sparkle in your eye is disarming
But even more I like your mind
And that’s not so easy to find.

Errors, guffaws, mistakes – I can be a little skittish
Give me time and space and love and I will come around
Thoughts of you lift me off the ground!
I want to be your hot, sexy, sweet little “dish”

Good to see you tonight……

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