I don’t often write poetry; most of my writing involves workshops, lectures, and lesson plans. Once in a while, though, I am moved to write a poem. I wrote this one in 2006, and it wasn’t until I re-read it recently that I realized how closely it suits my current work in sexuality and aging. I offer it to you in hopes of inspiring you to reflect on your own maturing sexual nature. Kissing You I don’t remember where we first kissed,...
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