Out of focus Michaela- taken on the sly and at speed...

Grey lies the lock that curls

my lips to softening cheek.

The lines on your lovely face

are the paths we’ve walked together.

For love is never young-

It is older than we are.

So let the unkind light fall harshly;

let gravity do its worst.

For I will be your mirror,

and your pillow

should you fall.

Thats all.

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