Age of love

Come and look at me
For a little while.
What you see? My wrinkles
Or my lovely smile?

Do my lips look like
A pale wilted bud?
Or the precious jem
That should be kissed and loved?

In my eyes you notice
Only fading fire?
Or the sparkling stars
That you do admire?

But don't say a word
If I'm still your world...


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