An Aged Desire Poem by william f park

Should I with youth long gone conspire
To inter the seed of all desire
Then, shall all my thoughts be still
Cloistered within the walls of age
No needs, no joy, no will
When in my thoughts I do frequent
The long ago of random bent
And in the corridors of my mind
Remain; forever young
With memories entwined
While still within my body strong
Desire I feel and yet do long
As much as I did when I was young
For the kiss tomorrow may bring
With another dawn