Sunday, October 1, 2017

Sex in the Sixties

Sex in the ‘60’s is not the same
  As Sex in the Sixties!

It took me nine years and nine 
 months
  To come up with that line.
I could have been laughing about it
  For nearly a decade.  

Sex in the ‘60’s is not the same
  As Sex in the Sixties.

The playboy’s death must have
  Streamed through my mind.
I never wore a bunny tail
  And never felt sexy,
But oh, could I clean house and cook a meal
 To the music of Janis Joplin,Get It While You Can
Dance to Aretha late into the night, and
  Jump into bed and frolic till the sun came up.
Then wake up, go to work, sexercise before dinner,
  And do it all over again by a Bad Moon Rising
 
Sex in the ‘60’s is not the
  Same as Sex in the Sixties!

In the early morning sunrise
  We watch the bunnies play in the yard.
Cleaning house is teamwork
  Before company arrives.
Eating out is our reward for a     day
  Or to meet up with friends.
An evening drink on the patio gives us time to admire
  Our colorful flowers, butterflies, and birds.
A good novel to read, a game to watch on TV,
  Our needs and energies have changed.

Sex in the ‘60’s is not the same
  As Sex in the Sixties!

Then I looked at dining room tables and giggled
  Wondering how many positions we could enjoy.
Nature’s bushes and quiet lake shores
  Offered sexy retreats for couples.
On hot steamy nights at the drive-in movies
  Lovers parked on the back rows
Hiding their passions from their parents
  Sliding down onto the vinyl seats
Exploring, touching new places as hearts
  Beat faster and moans were muffled.

Sex in the ‘60’s is not the same
  As Sex in the Sixties.

Dancing is for the Stars now
  Since my back is not so limber.
Exercising is at the gym before ten am
  Naps fall anywhere throughout the day.
One day on the golf course
  Takes two days to recover.
Heating pads and ice packs give more comfort
  Than a shot of tequila or a “screaming orgasm.”
Maybe not…..

Sex in the ‘60’s is not the same
  As Sex in the Sixties!

Sittin’ on the Dock of the Bay

  Rings of Otis and times that have drifted by.
Purple passions are the flowers in my backyard
  Not the drink that caused our bodies to gyrate.
I Want to Hold Your Hand means the same thing today
  As it did then, and goose bumps still signal that feeling. 
Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow once consumed my worries
 But love in the sixties calms my soul and keeps my heart beating.

Sex in the ‘60’s is not the same
  As Sex in the Sixties.

Pushing myself day by day,
  My body groans in pain and aches.
Believing that I could do it all then
  And I can do it all now.
But I’ve been fooled before.
  Nightfall can’t come soon enough.
The gentle kiss, a light touch of love, a brush of the hand,
  Our bodies touching in pleasure.
With the deepest love of my life
  Sex in the Sixties is still Beautiful


* Take moment and enjoy the music that is linked to the highlighted words.




6 comments:

  1. This is a great one Letty! All so true & memorable!

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  2. We just saw BEAUTIFUL last night at the Civic Center. Thanks for sharing both your poetry and the music we love.
    jc

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  3. This is so very true. I think if I had real sex now I would die, but with a big smile on my face. Enjoyed reading this. My hubby is same age as Hefner and I will soon be 76. Companionship is so so important now. jr

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  4. Great blog and one of my favorite songs. lmc

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  5. This blog is top of your writing. Really enjoyed it, made me smile and loved the music. Related to all of it. Keep writing. Marquita

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