Viewing the worn down lady amazed me. I personally gawped honestly at the tender ageing line below her eyes and her defalted lips,. Crinkles on her brow expand. I crave to touch her face and flatten the wrinkles . Then her face lights up as she smiles that magifies the laughter lines around her cheeks. The stories from a thorough life are carved across her beatiful face.

A male comes in the arena. He stay in the rear behind the chait the old lady is sitting in , bends down and softly cuddles her , touching her skin. His hands are heavily wrinkled and furrowed but I feel the power. I feel safe n his arms .

As I analyse the reflection of my partner's eyes, we look into each others eyes, And then all the wrinkles in the world couldn't bring me down. I was happy

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