Oh, Elaine....
Buxom and daring,
wild and free
The middle years don't show on you
Elaine
Your 3 children have not marred
your stomach
Or dulled your desires - maybe even
refined them
Where were you that night?
That night we both regret
That night we separated
An ephemeral wish of reconciliation
Shattered on the rocks of reality
WE no longer need each other
Oh Elaine ......
