Legendary Performance Poem by Richard Wlodarski

In the wee hours of the morning he gently kisses her
He caresses her smooth but old and tired body
The long-time lovers are making love in public
People old and young are somewhat astonished
But the two are so intimate they don't notice
He stops for a moment of rest
She is eternally grateful
He holds her tightly as he smokes
Admiring her graceful lines
He reflects on his eternity with her
Doesn't have even one moment of regret
The old lovers resume their dance with time
And the crowd now shows a new-found respect
He fondles her nude body touching her hot buttons
And she's quick to respond like she has never before
She has lit his fire and he is now passionately kissing her all over
In the heat of the moment the crowd stand up and wildly roar and applaud
Modestly Bob Mover thanks them and continues making love...to his sax