The Fire Still Burns Poem by Andy Brookes

The Fire Still Burns



I'm not to old for love.
for dancing romancing, for sex.

I'm not too old for flowers
or Valentines showered

not to old for kissing in the back seat
or walking in the woods or rolling in the hay

not to old for a little heavy petting.
or IT and I don't mean information Technology
I mean IT

No I'm not to old for love.

Saturday, February 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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