Tell me please,  I beg 

How could one worry ,

How could one distaste?

Those lovely little lines 

A-crossed your face 

Set by deep earth eyes.

Those lovely little lines ,

Just get to me.


Those lovely deep lines

Laughter lines 

By your eyes, 

Will Bleed across all YOUR time, 

As wrinkle lines,

Remembered for always divine


They are not my, 

Lovely aged wrinkles 

Or as you call them, Smile lines 

Tears in my distant eyes, 

I’ll let it all be 

I’ve memorized ,


With forlorn fingertips 


Lovely little lines 

Smile lines 

By your eyes.

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