More of my poetic prose reminiscences Thru These Old Eyes by Shale December 8, 2013 Thru these old eyes Looking at you So young and fresh I forget my own age. Forget wrinkled loose skin And thin grey hair. Thru these old eyes I see only your youth, Your smooth supple skin Over firm strong muscles Thick hair on your head And a hairless chest. White teeth as your lips part In a disarming smile And the sparkle in your own Young eyes. Thru these old eyes Looking at you I see the beauty that was And long to touch it anew. Of course you gotta know my attraction to young men (and some of their attractions to me) to appreciate where these sentiments are coming from.
