Insubstantial Love

Corrugated faces

Wrinkled by time,

The love’s still the same,

Eyes lustre still shines;

The feelings matured

Through skin paper-thin,

Insubstantial, she feels,

But not so to him.

17 thoughts on “Insubstantial Love

  1. What a heart-melting poem.

    p.s. I don’t exist anymore. The wind whispered and I blew in…but…am…..blowing……….a w a y …………………..again …whoosh!

    (gone)

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