Old Age
I’ve waited I guess a lifetime
before permitting you to take control
yes waiting in anticipation
while you readily touch me whole,
yet still the mind one’s haven
in which life’s opulent chase to bathe
between the pierce of your dagger
that now stabs me every single day.
© Harry J Horsman 2017
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2017
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