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

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

parched

soaring waves

embracing the parched sands

the way you engulfed me

pyrotechnics

cold winter sunlight

thinking of the scorching summer

and passion pyrotechnics

in your world

look at me as if

I am the most beautiful woman

in your world

daddy’s girl

will dad catch me

the little girl was fearful but

she jumped anyways