The Enhancer

The Enhancer 

She found it, the male enhancer
For her husband. She hopes it
Would bring back the lost muscle
In the wings of their marriage,
Carry her back to the land
Where they once danced
Nightly tango in the scent of
Hundred of roses of youth.
Would it? She pauses in doubt,
For youth has long been nothing
But the vanished cloud.
Still, there’s a hope, she nods
In recognition of another youth
Called wisdom grows with her age
Like guardian angel of home.
Male enhancer, merely a drop of
honey in the cup of coffee.

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© Byung A. Fallgren

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