As I look across the table
at your graying hair
and the lines in your face,
I still see the young woman
with the seductive eyes
and the entrancing smile
that captured my heart
more than 50 years ago.
The gray and the lines
are the medals
you have earned
for your bravery
and your determination
to not leave the battlefield
that has often been
our relationship.
I'm just a gigolo...
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OK. The truth be told, I guess I was a gigolo at one time.
I wasn't trying to be. But a woman I had sex with paid me for my time. It
started cuz I missed w...
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