Menopause In Men
J
James McLain
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Sweat on me would rather see than feeling
of the change that comes
to me.
Women think the fear of age wrinkled face
sagging grace reserved to
them alone.
Stones once of bronze hard in song is lost
to me alone, silly corvette of red was
never meant for me in life
to see.
Hormones swarmy norme course no more to
feel the longing of the morn once reserved
just thrice a week no more.
Words of laughter cause no pain miss them all
squat in grace old age caught up in
grasp not rage.
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