By Charles Robert Lindholm
Vintage beauty,
elegance and grace
with classic lines
and a lovely face
Time hasn’t taken
it’s toll on You
a Vintage Lover
better than new
With a sweet, sweet taste
on her lips that I savor
it’s her passionate tongue
that I’ve learned to favor
It roams and it wanders
wherever it will
and wherever it touches
it gives such a thrill
A Vintage Lover
with gifts of ecstasy
and I’m always thankful
that they’re just for me
Copyright © Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
The Reluctant Poet 
Reblogged this on Dark Side of the Moon.
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This is almost like a response to a poem of mine that, still in seed thought form, is not yet written.
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Ohh really? ESP? Kindred Spirits? Great Minds? Dumb luck on my part? Ha! Well, I am honored in advance to think this might be remotely a response poem to something written by You! Thank You for sharing that comment!!
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