My bones ache for you
To be held by you
To feel your warmth
The thought ripped
Through his head
At almost the same time
As another
My bones ache
I need to feel warmth
My arthritis
It's killing me
A wry smile passed his lips
Time for romance
Was certainly passed
Time to get on with life
Not just to dream
But to do
And romance
Like his arthritis
Would just have to
Work itself out
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