She's young, pretty, sexy and so full of life..
That's why you want her,
right?
I too used to be like that,
remember?
A beautiful smile that glowed,
you said it was hypnotizing.
A fair skin, it was inviting,
your words too..
Full nice lips,
you called them luscious..
And the dark shiny hair that
you ran your fingers through,
all day, all night.
You loved these breasts,
remember?
You said they rose your ego.
This belly, it was flatter than
pancake,
paved way to a curvaceous
behind.
Voluptuous beauty, you called it.
You even bragged to your
friends, they praised,
while your enemies envied..
But where did that love go?
Now that old age has
consumed me?
My skin is all fade and wrinkled.
The luscious lips are now
cracked and rusty.
They excite you no more.
And the hair is now gray,
it has even fallen off, creating
a desert on my head.
'Collapsed breasts' is what you
now call them ,
That are so drooped because
I fed our children,
yes, ours.
And this bulk of fat beneath my
belly, you now call me
old and ugly.
I wonder where your love went.
But go,
Just go, go to her,
She whose face is glowing.
But I remind you she's
also growing.
What will you do,
when old age beckons and she
turns like me?
Will you leave her for another,
A much prettier,sexier and
younger?
