And I guess I just like the look of age.
Jump and jolt with a simple graze
Of callused fingers on my sides.
And you, you and your calluses,
And sweat thick as molasses,
Sometimes too worn to even feel.
One learning the tricycle,
The other leaving the bicycle,
And I’m glad we just go for walks.
I guess I just like the look of age.
The feeling of age
Against an untamed youth
Is all the rage.
And I guess I just like the look of age.
Not only the look,
But the sound,
And the taste,
The taste of part upon part,
Like plastic upon rubber,
One easier to glide on than the other.
I am tasteless, to myself I am tasteless.
And I guess I just like the smell of age.
About Me
- crystalgee
- for starters: life's to complicated for definitions. i'm a female. i have a brain. i go to college. i like to think. and yes, sometimes i'm a hypocrite. so bite me.
3 comments:
I love the look of youth, but the wisdom of age. There is "glory in grayheadedness."
Scary to think of 30 as aged. I guess it's all relative. 30 to me is still a fresh summer breeze.
haha. i agree. 30's fairly young; it's just that i was trying to compare a 30 year to a 21 year old... and it wasn't really about age, more about maturity and growth.. i guess i was just trying to say that when a 21 year old dates or has an affair with a 30 year old, the most common thing people notice first hand is AGE.
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