Beto ‘Riginale

Yes my love, I see them
smiling, even laughing at us.
We have seen years
and decades go by.
We aged
but are not old.
Our skin is wrinkled and dry
but to my touch you are
soft and smooth.
Our eyes slowly moved into darkness
but yours are
brighter than the stars.
Our bodies grow older
while our hearts grow young.

Beto ‘Riginale
28 February 2018
Revised: 26 February 2020

NB : This is one of two poems (the other is (Domingo) I wrote as a challenge by my friend Isaac to describe how, in terms of years, people can grow older without aging, how it is possible to die younger than at birth.