Your Girl
Take these old hands into yours
remember how they felt when
they were unwrinkled and belonged
to a young girl.
Take this tired smile honey I know
you don't miss and see the temptation
of passion that even now old, burns with a
deep desire for your kiss.
Take my grey touched, raven hair
and let it dance through your fingers
as if you do not care.
Take these older hazel, green eyes
and see that when looking at you
they still youthfully shine.
Take this old heart for it is still yours
and lend to it the thought that I am
no matter how old, still the same,
your girl.
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