By Roland E. Williams
You live with my peculiarities,
But do you like me?
You still cling to me with ease,
But do you need me?
You take care of my daily needs,
But do you care for me?
You enjoy our nightly deeds,
But do you want me?
You still shake my rusty knees,
But do you long for me?
My heart still swells like the open seas,
But do you love me?
