The beauty fading from my face

The beauty fading from my face

The beauty fading from my face
Age creeping haltingly painting the wrinkles
Skin no more silk ,more like woolen Persian shawl
Matured too despite the creams and lotions
The clock is ticking faster toward ,toward what
Old age with deluge of ailments,demise
The end is same for all

While I am here still
I am seeking love as big as Hollywood invented
The fireworks of kisses galvanizing thrill
The hell and heaven of relations ,I know
Romantic notions already caused too much damage in the past
Yet ,I believe incurable romantic
The big L word exist , despite rooted perceptions

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Paulus Antonius Senser