Sixty four Stories

I'm sixty four and I still want more,of her warmth and love.We've been together forty years,and still that's not enough.Another forty would survice,until we learn to fly,HIGH in heaven - from cloud to cloud,above a deep blue sky.She still tugs on my heartstrings,when she walks into a room,because of the pure joy she brings,that's never out of tune.Because of the sweet songs she sings,under a new moon,another forty would b...