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Oct 2017
***
At my age *** is not for lust
*** is like the fleeting butterfly
It touches flowers as it goes by
At my age *** does not last

At my age *** is not for lust
For this wrinkle hands do not creep
And find you while you snug in sleep
*** is for someone you trust

At my age *** is not lust
It's not always ready plug and play
Takes time for foreplay some delay
And before I get go I bust

At my age *** is not lust
It's not for the oohs and ahhhs
As this muscle is not what it was
It just won't do when I ask
Written by
Mohamed Nasir  60/M/New Malaysia
(60/M/New Malaysia)   
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