Old Woman's Thoughts on Valentine's Day

To my ex young man,

Young lover from the past

When we were smiles

And our hearts beat fast

From what we felt:

Now we're slowing down

And it's stairs make us pant

More than sexy nightgown.

What I want to say,

It's what it always was:

Only, the decades passing

Multiply the buzz;

Though mirrors surprise

Us with aging parts,

The years touched, but increased

The love that fills out hearts.