by Helga Ross
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Where I am, how it appears to me.... :)
With reason raise a glass that they subside;
hormonal tides. Their trends, orgasmic turn
of multifacet minds, burn satisfied,
and left behind, the unrequited yearn;
free from preoccupied with love-life stuff
and relationship mood vicissitude,
soul mates, mismatch, catch Mr(s) Right. Enough!
There's more to spike a passion's amplitude!
Be glad the bramble snags romance's path;
the wiser for the blunder find oneself;
with luck, alliance worth the aftermath;
no matter, ardor's tops for life itself.
You fear mid-life means the end of passion?
Then it's FUN to follow as you'd fashion.
© Helga Ross 2003, 2006
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|Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero
|This is lovely. A very candid perspective on 'growing up'. I also like the way it ended. Very well done.
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Beautiful reflections and thougths Helga.|
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|Good self-evaluation. Great write.
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Ange :o)