the old man’s smile has not changed over the years tho it comes less often now he spends his days repairing an old boat that surely will never sail again nor will he ever be able to handle her at sea yet he continues to love as only lovers could understand for though what is remembered can never be as it was before the love has not changed and he still remembers
honey everyone expects lovers to jot down some romantic lines about their undying love and endless passion but child with bad backs artificial hips and arthritic joints we’re lucky to handle passionate kissing and stand up hugging time’s taken its toll lord knows things ain’t perfect but you’re my pure joy
these are the moments that will remain when others have forgotten our names when the routine of life has ended these moments when our souls are shared and care has no place in our bed no tears are shed just the sweetness of lips and the warmth of our embrace nothing matters in these moments except the moment