My
Chanel
lipstick
seems
to have
crumbled
and
I don't
seem
to
care
His
pink
boxers
no
longer
irk me
we
share
a bed
like
brother
and
sister
and
everywhere
we
go
there
seems to
be
an
invisible
line
between
us
even if we appear to be going nowhere at all.
Oh..i guess the change of title did help... hehe middle age(married life) crisis well described~ Preets
hmm, good point. I was debating with myself about the title. I'd better change it then. Thanks Fran
Don't know about sharing a bed like sister and brother! ! Wouldn't be lovers if that was the case. Maybe the poem should be called 'Middle-aged Spouses' ha ha. Love, Fran xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So many would agree, how to re-kindle a flame when embers seem so low both must blow upon them when willing love DuncanX