Love Poem: Diary of a Hot-Blooded Woman

Diary of a Hot-Blooded Woman

Society sure has a lot to say 
on how middle-aged women should behave. 
Who dares to sanction that fire still alive inside?
In this her fiftieth year, she curses her sex-drive.
For she has prayed for years for someone to love,
Imposed voluntary abstinence to honour the Man above.
Perhaps, she shall marry at sixty-five
Until then, the fight continues for she must thrive.
So on behalf of all hot-blooded women, she scribes.