JUST SOME ACHES AND PAINS

There's pain in my neck, oh what the heck
My poor back is another story,
no use to give it a worry

My chest is aflame, but who can I blame?
My left knee gives when I walk,
no matter how I give it a talk.

My ankle is not steady, is it amputation ready?
My left leg is the size of two.
Should I get one that's brand new?

My jewels are victims of gravity,
and I say this without any levity.
and so for the sake of brevity
I'll end all this silly debility.

When my sweetheart
smiles at me
When my darling
looks at me
When my beauty
moves close to me
My pains drift away
I am whole again
i am ten feet tall

WHEN I FIRST MET HER

When I first met her
She was a sweet five foot four
My hormones told me
She’d not ever be a bore

It’s now been sixty seven years later
And she’s still five foot four
And we’re still mated
Surely, like it's fated

We’ve learned to do it slowly
Working from the top to the lowly
Every part unrehearsed
A gentle slaking of a thirst

Just the touch of her hand
The sound of her voice
The look that she gives me
Is more than I ever need

ABSENT MINDED?

I'm walking down an avenue
In a city I do not know
I have no idea of where I am
Or where I want to go

Have I reached that awful time
are my senses really going
is a quarter really a dime
Have my brains stopped growing

Wait, I see a woman across the street
possibly someone I'd like to meet
she looks at me and I look at her
and believe it or not I begin to purr

Then it happened, I don't know how
we were together, like in the now
I went to kiss her, and kiss her I did
her lips were like roses, I do not kid

Our bodies met and began to sway
we held on, was it night or day?
I knew this much, I loved her touch
In fact I liked it very much

Suddenly, it dawned on me
I soon began to see
those lips, that voice
that was a you and a me

My darling of some sixty years
stood before me and there were tears
Tears of happiness, of finally knowing
that life again,could be glowing

Hand and hand she led me home
and warned me not to roam
Home sweet home, home sweet home
Life forever, like a honey poem

JE T'ADORE

I adore you
Je t'aime
You are my life
Vous etes ma vie

You are my inspiration
Vous etes mon inspiraton
My reason for living
Ma raison de la vie

I throw you a thousand kisses
Je vous jette mille baisers

Married sixty-two years
More laughter than tears
Let's go to bed,
Something might rise

Miracles happen , don't they
Bonne nuit cherie, good night

YOU SMELL REAL NICE

You smell real nice
from head to toe
You smell real nice
my nose just knows

And when you talk I listen
Wouldn’t want words to be missin’
‘Cause the sounds make love to my ears
I want to listen for a hundred years

My sweetie is past eighty
and I’m older than that
That doesn’t slow us down
though we’re slightly fat

We’re both very retired
And can do as we please
Our good times have not expired
So we play bareback at our ease

You smell real nice
From head to toe
You smell real nice
My nose just knows

BODY I KIND OF KNOW YOU

Baby, you have some wrinkles
Your breasts are somewhat pendulous
You’re arms are, well, a little flabby
But you’re body is still incredulous

I know every cranny
You’re cute saucy fanny
Love your delicious smile
For it I would run a mile

Body, I kind of know you

Darling, I too have wrinkles
That line, my once perfect face
Kind of gives me character
No cream will ever erase

Oh me, oh my
My jewels are falling
Gravity has come calling
It’s just too damn galling

But darling, but darling
I’m forever falling
Head over heels
And I keep calling

Body, I kind of know you.

YOU'RE NEVER TOO OLD

You're never too old
to be ever so bold
you're never too old
for a hug and a hold

You're never too old
To kiss her nose
To kiss her toes
To kiss her ears
To kiss her tears

You're never too old
to kiss her thighs
to listen to her love sighs
to hear her saying again and again
don't stop, don't you ever stop
her voice so sultry, ever so pleading
and I go on forever needing

You're never too old
to be ever so bold
You're never too old
for a hug and a hold

WHEN I HOLD YOU CLOSE

When I hold you close,
something may be growing
or maybe even unknowing

But no matter what.
or no matter how,
just being near you
is so good, so really now.

We're getting kind of older,
still trying to be bolder.
Not knowing if we could,
or even if we really should.

I think we may
have another chance,
Or is it the time,
for the final last dance

When i hold you close,
something may be growing
or maybe unknowing

When I hold you close

THE MASSEUR

Massage my calves,
massage my toes
Massage my ankles
get rid of my woes

O'k, we're not as young
as we used to be,
I mean who is
a she or a he?

We're getting on in years,
like we're getting older
every minute, of every day
In every conceivable way

But we still have eyes
to realize, to glamorize
that there is so much
to be simply amorous

We're not dirty old men
or dirty old women
We simply do what we can
and if we can't
we'll not rant

So listen folks,
give me your ears,
your time will come
to be on in years

Massage my calves,
Massage my toes
Massage my ankles
Get rid of my woes

IN OUR EIGHTIES

Just because you’re eighty three
And I’m just eighty five
Does not mean, we can’t be
Like sexually alive

Move closer, move closer
I need to have you near
One part of me, touching one part of you
Leads us closer , ever closer
To an all night screw

An all night screw?
Like me and you?
What are we thinking
We must be drinking

Just give me your lips
Give me your smile
Give me your touches
I’ll put it on file

Don’t need your saliva
Don’t need your spit
Our mouths just meeting
Like a lover’s greeting
That’s a much better fit

A little touching here
A little touching there
Till maybe we could be
Like absolutely bare
Is there something growing?
Is it coming or going?

There’s always another day
To do it another way
Like way back when
In our good old heyday