Love life can smoulder still When you get older, till The gasp and sigh die out, Expiring total.
Where tenderness lives Carnal knowledge survives. Where love and affection survive, A good love life will thrive.
The union of two That is moving and true Has a life of its own, Not on loan but a power of staying, Of carrying on. Tenderness leaves out the hinder of ending.
While there are pauses and fadings away, Touchings and strokings are blessings That not only grow and develop, but stay Till the ecstasy in its finality must die away.