I’m too old, he said

Love’s a game for the young

I’m too set in my ways

Who’d have me now?

Maybe once, she said

A long time ago

But now?

What do I have that anyone would want?

They circled in a stately dance

Drawing ever nearer

They opened doors and drew back curtains

Contemplating the secrets inside

And finally merging, discovered

In some surprise

That their years were as nothing

To love’s eternity