A robin with breast of red hops across my drive. Sending a signal deep in my soul that I am still alive. Then joy from within my soul sings a sweet melody. God is in His heaven , The Sun is in the sky. We bank the fires of love, as we are growing older.
Passion cools a white hot flame, suddenly grows colder.
The body thickens with age and fills with aches and pains Gonadial love turns a page but ashes of true love remain. That serpentine Kundalini rises far above the pelvic floor. Through the belly's Solar Plexus, to open up the hearts door. We blend our souls together, our love much deeper than before Inhibitions gone, selfishness abated, frees our soul to love much more. Today a caring tender love has melted our hearts of stone.