I want to tell you

 About my thirty five year old lover.

We were together shortly after Peter died

About every other month.

He is a well endowed black fellow.

We spend almost three hours together at a time.

Once he spent the night.

From a wealthy family, athletic coach,

Salesman, unemployed.

He loves women

And knows exactly what to do

With me.

I figure he has been like an antidepressant drug

That you take after a traumatic event

For awhile.  Until you get back on your feet.