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.