It seems 2 me that
U
will delight in the permanence
of your newly acquired residence
but like the thrill of wearing
a newly bought ensemble
this newness will wear off
the pleasure will become monotonous
still it seems 2 me that
U
are delighted over your pieces
of life/living collections
haven been archived in
THE NATURAL FEMALE MUSEUM OF HER
artifacts-categorized, placed,
stored, I'm sure folded and
neat- intimately discreet
but as the wear & tear
starts its deterioration
the newness has converted
2 staleness, oldness and U may wish upon
some GLIMPSE of a fallen star
2 merge yourself with an oldness that WILL ALWAYS preserve itself
remaining consistently new
MY LOVE
lovely poem
i enjoyed the
whole thing
It seem to me
that whoever your Muse be,
that one has given you
both a silver quill
and a golden tongue.
Only Love can write
poems as beautiful as these.