When I was young
My ****** energy
Went out
To seek those
Whose lesson taught me more about contrast than equanimity

Now that I am older
I see these young studs with  their pickup lines and I say
"Hey look at me,  I am ready for love."

But I am old now.
They are young.
They can't see in me
Who I am.

So I offer love.
And the ones that come
They are often broken like me.

But that's ok.

Those young guns
They will soon find out
That time waits for no one
And all our smooth moves when we're young
Don't hold up under the blistering sun of reality
That ages your face and your body.
Just so.
So you feel unattractive.
Unseen.
Unwanted.
And begin to believe it.

I am vulnerable in this place.
Between the ages of
Unwanted
And
Un-needed.

If my value was only in procreation
Then I am priceless
I created his legacy
And left with mine

Unwanted
Un-needed.

It is no wonder our ****** energy wanes as we get older.

No!
Not mine.
You can't take the one place I feel young.
Or the place I feel free.

Age.
You cannot take this passion from me.
Now that I have found it,
I won't let it go.

Passion
Timeless
This is what we seek

To be young again
To seek what was
in the face of what is

It is all energy.

******
Physical
Healing

It starts when we are young and continues til we die...this thread of life.

What will we do with it?
Create?
Hate?
Liberate?

****** Energy
Yep.
It's a thing.

It is for creation.
Manifestation.
Positive works.

Or didn't they teach you that in parochial school?

Of course not.

That is against the rules.