Will you have me... a love song

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.

Reviews

[Inyourshadow]

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

[Cafe Reader]

A great romantic poem!

you've hit my mood, was your writing for me today! :-)

[SpokenWord]

Is there any true love for the old? In a world that is so visual and only sees the outside of someone and not into their hearts. I think this is beautiful write full of truth and love or the desire to be loved. Sad that one has to feel this way in our world.

[iamcarolfierce]

"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."

Very romantic. :)

[Goodbye]

What a passionate, romantic poem - you're baring your soul in such an exquisite way.

Excellent.

[Inkcognito]

"...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"

Absolutely!

[goltinfron_nh]

To grow old is a great fear and a fact of life. The quest for love and the one who will take yours is never a quest to give up. though we grow old, there much left to offer to who will take it.

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. indeed, indeed ... the music of love and emotion resonates in your poem ... amazingly profound ... and amazingly articulate ... beautifully composed and rendered and very lovingly written ...

[KAREN]

Another beautiful write!!!! You make growing old sound beautiful!!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

SIGH!!! This was wonderful! the last stanza is my favorite!