Eve's Heart

She stood there standing in front of a full length mirror staring into eyes that used to sparkle and dance with enthusiasm. Peering at the girl she used to be that had been only gently touched by father time. Naked she stood there gazing at a body most men would lust for and yet lost wondering why her husband hadn't touched her in months. Her sadness over takes her and she cries. Weeping for the passion they once shared. Mourning his fingers running through her flowing fiery red hair that ran down to the middle of her tanned back. Grieving the touch of his hands as he would run them from her forehead to her lips down to the nape of her neck and ever so softly across her ample breast. Those breast that he claimed to love so much then down further down across her navel further down deep into the depths of her garden of pleasure where he would play ever so gently while staring into her emerald green eyes driving her wild before following the same path with his mouth taking her into ecstasy.