By: Amoureax Amant
Couple hugged like both tangling vines on chair,
listening hummingbirds broke hush of fair,
watching folks went to work in orange beam,
as though everything emerged as sweet dream.
Aged spouses tottered like sunshine shoned through stair,
their hair with hues of snow once was black hair,
perhaps aged spouses were couple in sunbeam,
as though time flowed through youth like rippling stream.
Couple beheld aged spouses walked hand in hand,
their eyes with mist blurred by envy or sand,
perhaps couple envied their love that lit,
perhaps couple envied their hair in white.
Perhaps couple were like sunrise in dawn,
perhaps aged spouses were like orange sundown.