The wrinkled and icy hands
Withered with listless skin
Unfiled nails with cuticles
Are these those sweet-smelling hands?
Slender fingers of plump hands
Manicured with nail paints
Rose scented adorned with trinkets
Are these those aged hands?
Seventeen-year-old hands
Twined in mine on strolls
Fragrant flirting on dreamy days
Poured out rosy cologne on mine
Mellowed and cold with oldness
Folded with fading worries
I will hold hands more tight
Timeless treasures to treat
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Beautiful….I enjoyed throughly… keep up..