Time and Its Daughter

Time and its Daughter
I love your face and your face loves itself 
For its perfect nose, green eyes and rosy lips
And your fragrance has a Narcissistic allure.

The way you walk pavements adore you 
rain shies away as not to make your hair wet
I love your face and your face loves itself. 

When you cross the street car horn blears 
All by themselves and white cars turn pink 
And your fragrance has a Narcissistic allure  

Sun doesn´t burn your skin, makes it golden.   
Till, one day, the mirror tells of a wrinkle, and 
you know years are ganging up on you. 

You only enemy is time it waits in the wings.
As furrows settle on your forehead.
I love you face, your face doesn´t love itself
 
Car horn doesn´t  blare anymore, get off 
The road you lazy old woman, they honker
Your fragrance of youth has lost its allure
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Collins Avatar
July 22, 2012 at 8:36 AM
Dear Jan - One of your best as far as I'm concerned. Perhaps not so narcissistic, but there I am in all my non-splendor and he did love my face in the fading years. Beauty is on the inside, yes? There's an outer beauty to the old as well; skin so thin the inside comes out. Your writing style here is unique for you. I like it. love, Kathy
Hansen Avatar
July 22, 2012 at 10:22 AM
Thank you Kathy, yes I tried a different style by repeating some sentences
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