"The Poet's Corner..."

Love between older men can be a quiet, deep warmth, much like a slow-burning fire that has stood the test of time. It holds the kind of passion that transcends the frantic energy of youth and instead finds strength in shared history, small details, and a quiet, knowing understanding.

Slow Burn

The hands that once were restless, searching,

now rest easy, palm on calloused palm.

The roadmap of a life is drawn in wrinkles,

a story only one can truly read.

They do not need the thunder of young lovers,

no grand pronouncements shouted from the height.

Their passion lives in silent, knowing glances,

and finding comfort in the fading light.

It's in the quiet ritual of the morning,

the knowing joke before the coffee's poured.

A steady presence, like a ship returning,

a love that's weathered every passing storm.

The world sees only two men growing older,

but misses all the years that built their home.

The fire burns beneath the ash and ember,

a blaze that deepens, steady and alone.

They've loved through triumph, loss, and changing seasons,

and with each year, their bond has grown more true.

Their history a testament to reasons

why some old loves feel entirely new.