We might have made love
In the bed of roses: A bed of fragrant flowers 
As we consummate the joy of true love: at age sixty

where the pursuit of pleasure: is a taboo subject
where the Bailey Irish Cream warms our soft lips:

We might have reversed the aging process, because
our bodies become fascinating and seductive: coherent kingdom

We might have rattled the monkey cage: like epic lovers growing old
With one thing on our minds: we follow our hearts