I Am a Man of Seventy

I am a man of seventy
Still have my dick and balls
Still desire your genitalia
Making love to you still calls

Thinking of our intercourse
Since the days when we first met
Makes me want to run for office
How presidential can I get?

Just because I want you
Doesn't mean I don't respect
Your mind and just how smart you are
Just think we should connect

When we were young the thought of you
Would make me go erect
Getting old has tried to take that
Age the cause for soft effect

To rid myself of this dysfunction
Through my body and my mind
To have myself within you
Fully erect would be so kind

Still find you so desirable
Still love your naked bod
Still want to hear your ecstasy
As you say,” Don't stop, oh God!”

The warmth of me within you
Buried deep as I can go
Seals again my love for you
The best feeling that I know

When that does not happen
'Cause my tool will not inflate
Disappoints me quite a bit
That closeness, with my mate

I hope it doesn't take too long
This effort  every day
To have Dick working well again
To stand erect and play