Lament for Lost Libido

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Where did my youth go?
I swear it was here yesterday
running down the road
to meet a new lover,
swinging from the chandeliers
of my love life.
Now it's too much effort
to lift an eyebrow
let alone a leg.

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vrosej10vrosej10about 13 years ago
I like this one very much!

It got a five and it's getting a recommend. It is direct and shows economy of word without sacrificing richness of meaning, plus it's a topic I can relate to.

AngelineAngelineabout 13 years ago
I think you did a good job

It's not trying too hard to say anything great but the simple contrast of what you could do then and can do now say it all. Who said it was bittersweet? I agree, but doesn't take itself too seriously either. :-)

fridayamfridayamabout 13 years ago
Oh how I know this

May I help? x

raconteuseraconteuseabout 13 years ago
Delightful!

As in, Truth. Spare and clear. I like it! Thank you!

buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
wistful

immediately accessible to the reader, raises a rueful smile.

the 'let alone a leg' ... well, i see where you're at, but also see it could be read differently, as in a male dog lifts its leg to mark its territory... now, if this was written from the male pov, that'd fit in just dandy!

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