The Triumphant Return of El Guapo
Can't indulge, only wonder.
Illicit desire.
Our daughters grow
Up so seemingly rapid,
Where does the time go?
What have we done to
Ourselves over the years?
Marriage, life, love, time.
Married many years,
Working on it well enough,
The good, the bad - love.
Your warm soft self here
Beside me, tender touches,
Caring caressing.
Love so unlikely,
Unquenchable fire of ourselves,
Burning united.
Bodies entwined
In passionate embrace.
Hungry skin on skin.


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