Treasure Island

Poetheart (back)

(05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

My little wrinkles


They are coming
and i don't like that
accustomed to a smooth face
folded only by my laughter
and narrowed eyes
when i say ~Yes Baby~

Now all these laughs
and winks
are charged from my face

injustice!

so i would have to spend a lifetime
without a smile?
or without flirt?
OH!
face of landscape

the sages say that is good
~i have my doubts~
wise men don't care about that
and even don't have it

OH!
want my face back
must stop to laugh all time
and to blink for others
and enter in a box full
of angry bees

~they say that is good~

~i have my doubts~

My sons says to me
~You are still beautiful Mum~
Oh! Still!
From now on just vertical and horizontal lines! ! ! !

my face always given me over
its a waste of time
lie to myself
So, i am brave
lets coming the wrinkles time


yes that is it, come on!

HUMMMMM! ! !


~I still have my doubts~

Submitted: Sunday, September 29, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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  • Bri Edwards (11/5/2013 8:43:00 PM)

    your ph photo hides those wrinkles well, OR was that taken when you were 23?

    doubt as you may
    doubt as you might
    if as bad as you say
    then stay out of my sight

    THERE! that makes you feel better, right? thanks for sharing your aging woes in such an attractive fashion. :) (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (10/1/2013 10:06:00 AM)

    Oh! tiz sad to say but men cause wrinkles along your way.'' Oh you say? '' and another consternation causes
    your skin to sway. But can be repaired with Drunk Elephant oil lotions , yes I do say. (Report) Reply

  • Sallam Yassin (9/30/2013 12:42:00 PM)

    older doubts
    dead with love
    but he makes
    in cupcakes a suspicion
    so sweet in the house
    of infancy
    when the hearts are in love
    are in doubt but sweetness of the love you smile for smile
    and soul is sweet for the soul of sweet (Report) Reply

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