Love Poem: Let Not Time Dim the Silver

Let Not Time Dim the Silver

A red rose
on the page 
of my age

imitating the dance  
of morning wind, as it ripples 
my spirits in waiting

Smell the breath 
of youth and pass it unto her 
the light of time 

for when yours dim 
you shall enjoy hers, glowing
on a sun-kissed stone

Carve love that you’ve never tried 
freeing it, from the pocket of your thoughts
on this red rose, longing for a grasp

‘Tis alone wish
of a lonely heart
and if the wind can hear it...

why can’t you?