My Youthful Desire?

I love the bits
Upon her hips
I hold them when we make fire

We bump and grind
And then unwind
However it may transpire

She’ll then unfold
About her body old
In hope that I will inspire

For time’s unkind
But love is blind
And with my love I will conspire

To hold her tight
All through the night
The assurance she may require

For it’s her caress
And all the rest
That ignite my youthful desire

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Considered swapping ageing for youthful , but like the idea that she makes him feel young.

And vice versa obviously!

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