Aging by Pasha du Valentine


Where does it start

From the heart? Smells of butter Loins a flutter

A fumble in a shed

Or with love instead?

A bang

A plan

A life ahead

And then you’re


With years to spend

Rich in dreams

Hopes unseen

Fresh skin

So it begins

But not for long

Spring has gone

You are ageing

Forever changing

Your body lags

Skin sags

Nothing’s pert

Everywhere hurts

Mind slows

Everything goes

The time has come

You are done

Just a soul

And a piece of coal

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