Your defeat was felt that day
When the moon lost its way
I cried for you I promise I did
All alone in the corner while I hid
From the moonlight I did creep
But upon your return I collapsed in a heap
For every action let up to this
Nothing hurt more than deaths kiss
You reminisce about times
Where you were youthful and beautiful
But my dear you will be born again
And be just a beautiful as you were
Because memories of looks can fade
But your inner beauty always shines through.
r.b
Background Story:
Based half on the musical cats, half on an elderly man telling his husband he's still beautiful. Yay for the gays.
Song choice was like the best idea I ever had I mean I totally forgot to include a musical in this little poetry book so here you go.
Hope all of you have someone to call your wrinkly faces beautiful.