Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Magic

They only see an aging man
I see an athlete
An eager lover with a devil-may-care grin
They only see a fading flower
You see a wild, young beauty
With flashing eyes
Is it because I kissed you in the moonlight
And you tasted my tears
That magical summer so long ago?
I only know that
When I look at you
My heart remembers first-love
And I am forever young
In your eyes

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