“Young Old Love”
Butterflies.
Anticipation.
Eyes meet.
And hold.
The rush.
The touch.
Bodies broken in.
But the merging thrill.
Deep.
Strong.
Lasting.
Trusting emotion.
Dancing.
The edge is heady.
But steady.
Trusting conversation.
Spoken and silent.
Quiet confidence.
Passionate strength.
Aging mirror.
Character lines.
Sweet strong times.
Treasured kiss.
Solid bliss.
Cherished.
Shared history.
Double story.
Warm as honey.
Rich and enduring.
Satisfying.
Knowing.
Being known.
Wouldn’t trade it for fleeting youth.
Still get butterflies…?
Love. There is nothing like it. The way you have described it I must say you have such a love. And let me add this, may you never lose those feelings above, nor he.
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