17 August 2009

Tempus Fugit

time has flown
long days alone
waiting for love to knock
once more at my door

it is no friend of mine
each passing day another line
I cannot stop
the onslaught of time

do not think
love is just the right
of the young
the beautiful, the bright

desirability may fade with age
but, I know
deep inside
passion never dies


jazzy said...

I do hope that passion never dies!

Nice new place, Ann :)

ann said...

thanks jazzy - actually this is a very old place - you can find me here