Saturday, 3 June 2017

Cariad

When old age ...

... takes my sight
I can still hold you 

... blocks my ears
I can smell you

... takes my teeth 
smile for me

... gnarls my hands
squeeze me

... freezes my joints
arm me

... stoops to conquer 
stick with me

... pulls my hair
kiss me

... dulls my taste and smell
glow for me

... wrinkles
reflect on me

... cantankerous 
tutt tutt me

... lose my memory 
remind me

... where is it?
in our salad days 

... I'll just sit here a while
join me

... take a nap
gaze at me

... what's your name
love

... who are you
I am you

... who am I
you are me

... goodnight
goodnight my love

... and remember
don't be long 

... shssss now

Cariad

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