Is
beauty only to be seen,
within
the eyes that see.
What
then, do our senses,
have
to honor us through many a year,
if
not the pleasures,
of
touching each others soul.
When
all of beauty is withered and gone,
from
the many doorways of life's dreams.
Will
then, the heart have known,
reason
to stay throughout.
Gathering
memories anew,
washing
away any sting of doubt.
When
the tell-tail signs of age,
etch
a grace upon the face.
Will
the heart have the power,
to
see beyond those flaws of time.
Venturing
without a second thought,
through
the doors of the soul,
to
that one sacred place.
Throughout
the years,
will
the heart and soul,
have
the inspiration,
to
continue in love's eyes.
Without
any moment's hesitation,
secured
within each tender sigh.
Will
the power of the heart,
remember
all the beauty once there,
all
the love and care.
Resting
within one breath of time.
This
never-ending rebirth of love,
through
the aging eyes,
of
yours and mine....
Copyright
© 1998 By katie~
