She shimmers, still,
in my eyes, like a star in the wave,
Reflected for only me, no one else around,
No one in her gaze.
She is satisfied with me, after all this time,
Though I am not what I was, when I was delighted with myself,
Young and strong and able, and she called me handsome,
Her love, so tight, and me with a future and resolve.
Were she young now, she would pass me by, pleasant old guy.
Instead, she came with me, through all our years,
Or I with her, I’d follow her forever, she’s everything.
She shimmers, all colours of stunning,
And we’re here together, now, and always,
I wanted that, for all my life,
And she, hand clasping mine, squeezes, yes.
© Ron Unruh, Nov 3, 2022
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