Today I found my old shoes by the settee
And remembered you and me.
Your breasts where firm. Your skin youthful and tight
When I indulged last night.
Afterwards, your perfume lingered
On my pillows and fingers.
You kissed me goodbye.
And today I ponder on my settee
Bought in my youth
And the truth, I am growing old.
K Morris - Poet 
The end is very poignant
Thank you Robbie for reading my poem and commenting on it. I really appreciate it.
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