She! The ultimate intimate She!
Love…Among The Ruins
To speak of love at four score less a few desultory years
Is to talk of joy tempered with the spice of hard lived life
The gentle mist of memoried trysts the storms of impassioned arrears
Of money spent in disarray time squandered in unreasoned strife
Yet arriving here in disheveled ego I find myself confronted
Not with hubris but a mirrored smile that speaks to wisdom
Somehow miraculously acquired in drips and drabs unwarranted
But nevertheless posited and gently pasted to this harlequin
She the intimate ultimate who has arrived to soothe this
Tattered soul with gentle hands and cooling thoughts
While holding this bedraggled warrior with a warm kiss
Softly erotic embraces to share in equal droughts
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2023-01-10 at 02:45
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