afterlife

if we could

leave this world together

I wouldn’t mind

leaving today

and make our own little world

in another universe

one with the universe

this life,a beautiful dream

but will have to wake up one day

to unite with the universe

wormhole

lazing in the shadows

of the cedar tree

the cool mountain air

and the sun dappled parasol

a perfect moment in time

and

I wish for a wormhole

to travel back

into time

to a similar moment

with a younger me

snuggling in my mother’s lap

and dreaming

what the future will hold

a perfect day

dancing leaves

flecked with gold

a perfect day

extra-marital

the love was painful

and she was guilt ridden

so…she walked away

soulmate

the wrinkles

the crow feet

the laugh lines

each grey hair

I am in love with you

whatever age and time

for

I am in love

with your soul…. soulmate

vintage eyes

hazy reflection

on a cold wintry day

cleaning the mirror

with arthritic hands

no

the haze stayed

for her vintage eyes

saw all things blurred

Fifties

Ah! How I love my fifties

My looks are good enough for me

And

I don’t need male glances

To tell me

I am beautiful

born beautiful

let the beauty shine

you were born beautiful

never doubt that

winter love

winter love

pining for a warm heart

amongst the cold sheets