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THE BEAUTY OF LOVE
Looking into the mirror…she allowed her hands to trace
the crinkles, the folds, the creases…all the wrinkles on her face.
She said, “Look how old I have become...do you still love me yet?”
He smiled, “I shall always be your Romeo...and you...my Juliet.”
“But I was once so beautiful...or have you, to my delight... forgot.”
He smiled, “You shall always be my Guinevere...and I...your Lancelot.”
“Age may mute the beauty of a painting,” he said, “but the beauty still endures
“You will always be a work of art, and I...a connoisseur.”
“That is the beauty of love”, he smiled...”for when love is in your eyes...”
“You will always see the beauty...age endeavors to disguise.”
Guinivere and Lancelot; but
Guinivere and Lancelot; but weren't they adulterers, and came to a bad end? I understand that the rhyme scheme required the use of the names, in order to rhyme the fifth and sixth lines---but could this possibly cast a shadow over a happy poem?
Starward