When the shine of first bloom of youth melts away
Bees buzzing around for a drink from the fountain fly away
Eyes searching the blue skies for mates yonder becomes earth bound
Graceful swan neck bends down weighed by age and can’t look up
Look no further to rest your head and soothe your bruised ego
For I am that lover whose bed is built on feathers of eternal hope
Breathing life in wilted petals dried between the pages of book of love
An youth spent on waiting for one glance, one little smile
Because my love, even aged, you are that celestial jewel who
Still carry the fire to lit the flames of desire in an old heart
Fleeting Muse 