Old Love

It would be good to sit across from each other,
in a coffee house and write,
cowrite, ponder and love,
two old wrinkled friends,
who would have seen the better part of 70 years,
and can write about it with meaning,
with authority and with charity.....
Perhaps that is the advantage of age.
The love can spring from the mind,
without the complication of the body.....
Confident that you share ideals and goals,
far beyond the temporal physical pleasure,
That you treasure what you have,
knowing together,
That the spring of breath each day is a gift.
That the wink of the eye carries affection,
that the freckled old hand is tender,
that young people can never understand,
it's not flirting between two old friends,
It's an understanding that,
there is far more to love than the linen sheets cover
There is communication that takes place.
Takes place on a level most people will never understand,
because they fear to think.