Sunday, December 11, 2016
So sad when two can love each other,
On either side of a time line fold…
One with hormonal ambitions,
The other, dysfunctionally old.
Still we complement each other,
Representing the yen and the yang…
You with incredible new lyrics,
To old songs I already sang.
An impossible situation,
My life span entering December.
The tragedy isn't your beauty…
..but a life I can still remember.