keep coming back

How age steals passion from life?

And imbues with facets of love

and nothing is dreamier than

silence blasted on to the front page

I am happy that she is getting older

and more sagacious than when she

was young nubile in the garden of love

breaking with the minutes and seconds

on the floor with besotted ape of a man

in the hindsight who keeps correcting her

in this paradise of life. Keep coming back

she said and vanished without a trace

in a train of thoughts again to paradise.

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