What's Age But A Number Poem by Tina Rizk

My love,

What's age but a number
You make me feel much younger
An early spring blooming flower
That stays so in all weathers

You see beauty in my soul
Which remains the same forevermore
I've never felt this way before
Devotedly cherished and cared for

We are the age of our heart and mind as well
With you my heart is feeling spring forever
Love is endless, it lasts after death
When love beats till the last breath

You pamper my heart as your own
If my heart could leave me on its own
Be sure to you it would have flown
For your soul is my endless throne

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk