no matter how old I get
women young and fresh
in their unstoppable beauty
will draw me back into a past
as far gone as Babylon or me at 20
the blessed lust for life goes on
even if one past his prime
feels its pull in the ebb tide of life
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
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