Time Is Cruel, It Knows Not Love Or Youth
In rabbit’s fur I find you
touching it you come to mind
can’t stop feeling the memory
your alabaster pink thighs elicit
Horses on the right gallop away at full speed past me
lions on the left hungry are always looking for prey
my heart screams as the lamb quietly eats
unaware the lion approaches
In the warmth of your smile the sun runs and hides
you look beautiful tending the fragrant gardenia garden
the one you cultivated with your caring hands
always singing beautiful melodies to them
Your tongue plays with your lips
I crumble like an Oreo cookie in milk
my anxious heart crushed
I lay myself like a tame animal at your feet
Organ grinders! Grind that love song
the one we made love to on that sorrowful night
in the winter of her death
that soon after brought loneliness and old age
I cry not for myself
but for the beautiful love we shared
memories we shared are inculcated in my soul
filling the many notebooks I wrote of you
Those passions stirring in me don't won't die
overwhelming this old man's mind to tears
I recall endless seasons we frolicked loving for hours
talking about our wonderful future that lay just ahead
Did we know our time together was finite?
No, we did not
We were too involved with each other to notice
Young people never notice the dissipation of time
My advice to you young lovers
the urgency is now to make each embrace last a lifetime
love and treasure each other
and kiss as if each kiss was the last
Don't look at your good fortune and feel your love is everlasting
because you are young and found love, it is not
time is cruel it knows not love nor youth
the devil can pop up anytime
Youth in love cares not what tomorrow may bring
but tomorrows of constant toil and anguish, loss and sacrifice
missing now are surreptitiously hiding
lurking around the corner and are nearer than you think.
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