Fay Slimm.

Matured

 

 

Matured.

 

Pasts were forgotten,
no more were they strangers
to each other, yet
unknown still to themselves 
changes held hope      
    of whispering sweet Yeses
to age- ripened potency.           
Senses grew numb
until both saw the hand of fate
in witnessing summer 
    again when two could savour
becoming as one  
     for beyond time\'s fixed
idea of norm can begin more
flavoured sipping  
of love\'s duo nectar as fortune
and taste aid gems
     adorning matured togetherness.