LOVE, LATE AFTERNOON

I Know a man wno by nis late ous nad lived out the may-December paradigm. He had four marriages, each time finding a woman at least 20 years (and more) younger than him. For him late love was a fiction. His loves were a denial, perhaps an attempt to erase, the age he was accumulating. He seemed to have sought rejuvenation with each new amour and resisted their aging by turning them in for a new ever younger model.