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.
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