Draped against her
mature, curvaceous
body, a shear pink
satin negligee sheathed
creped, creamy skin.
Gently tracing every
one of her contours,
bliss clung to her soft,
breath-taking silhouette.
Aroused, moonlight's
pale, dim glow painted
her beauty on their
bedroom wall canvass.
His eyes lovingly caressed
every line, of every year,
as his fingertips gently
massaged the years away.
Love's embrace held
true to the promise
that they passionately
whispered to each-other
so many years ago.
'Til death do us part.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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