Will you have me... a love song

Will you have me... a love song

A Poem by InkSlinger

My eyes are bedimming
my youth fading.
The wrinkles creep
closer and closer
but I will not fail.

My hair, graying
one strand, then two
lines draw long,
carved deep into my face
but I refuse to relinquish.

My passions tempered
if not dwindled in age
smoothed like a tossed stone
rolled in the ocean's rage
and deposited on a distant beach

My slender body once,
now a thing of the past
replaced with soft knolls
as gravity, and wisdom
pull me down and ground me.

My mind, fully sharp
Never lost in the day's stress
washed away, diluted
wiped clean, relieve of my mysteries
I shall stand proud

My vanities frail
and my heart weak
lonely I have fought
losing the battle of love
but I will not falter.

If you'll have me...
with my simple imperfections.
In every step I will worship you
lying my heart within your hands
and trust your tender beat.

For beautiful music
is not written by one musician alone
only when our words and melody
fixed in pace, marching together
will they sing our love song.

© 2011 InkSlinger


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I swear if I did not know your gender I would believe this the work of the female hand, for the honest gentleness of the romantic undercurrent is so tender and so emotional. I love everything about this poem especially the ending what could be better than to share that special song with a heart attuned to yours. keep em' coming

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is so lovely, lonely too. Reminds me of something another lonely girl wrote in here. You two should hook up. Lol. Lots in common.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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oh my gosh..that is outstandingly touching..every stanza moves the poem gently along..indeed love doesn't age or grow old...loved it

Posted 13 Years Ago


Beautifully written. Tender, but honestly so. Thank you--this was my first read this morning and I am so happy that I stumbled upon it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


That is both beautiful and strong. It also made me feel sadness even though you say you will stand proud, i feel the insecurity of aging in there. Wonderfully written.

Posted 13 Years Ago


i can sure relate to this...

Posted 13 Years Ago


Beautifully written. I can see your heart bleeding through in this write. Excellent work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Ah, the older the musician...the more lovely the music...it gets character...well, at least to a CERTAIN age. Johnny Cash probably should have quit a few years before he did...and a few others. I dislike the word "bedimming" it sounds archaic and hokey. It would have sounded better as just dimming I think. The rest of the piece is good in my opinion though. My opinion is all I can offer after all.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This beautiful; can't believe I haven't read it before now. :) Very nice little poem/song.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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You were looking at my picture when you wrote this didn't you? Full of those truths that we have to accept as time moves on and hope that the ones we love can still accpt us for who we still are. Weird, cuz for me I still feel young...and I like that. Loved this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This touches me. I feel better about being a midlifer, on the other side of the hill. It's poignant and tender and hopeful! Well written!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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