You fall asleep, on the couch
I am raring to go
"Such a hard day", you said
Is it me, let me know?
What happened to the passion
Once exciting and hot
Now I ache, feeling empty
To get you in bed, takes a lot
I realized, you don't touch me
Unless we're in bed
Am I over-sexed or a nympho
Do you need Viagra instead?
I miss all the senses
You once did explore
Do men's hormones just quit?
At age fourty-four.
I have asked, I have pleaded
I have tried all I know
"I worked, want a beer" you say
Is this my clue, time to go?
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