water-bottle warm our bodies collide


passing to morning toilet we meet,

floorboards creak under cooling feet:


water-bottle warm our bodies collide,

pyjama-hidden her blessed bumps hide.


hug-hopes lure me back to creaky bed,

girlish geography, grey-haired head.


calculating, wife-evaluating eyes,

I help her stubborn mercury to rise.


welcome gripped  between our thighs,

harbour-hugged, placid her eyes.


shy space pliable, hormone-drenched

(are gender-thirsts equally quenched?)


slightly battered, older bodies puzzle,

almost settled, middle-aged snuggle;


thirty wedded years, tried and tested,

marriage measuring what we invested.


fallible flame often flickering low,

pragmatic love binds bride and beau.


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