Ulysses Poem by David McLansky

Ulysses

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His age'd wife
Has lost her mind
And yet he strives
To still be kind.
He nestles down
Beside her form
And commands his arms
To lie still along
Her snuggling hips
Her ample thighs
Oh shaking man
Twitch not beside.

He summons up
An act of will
For heavens sake
Limbs lay still
The comfort that
Was once his arms
Now irritate and cause alarm.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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