Insistence of Age You turn my heart upside down, you turn my mind inside out, you twist me in knots; night after night until loneliness is all I've got; hammering these nights with dreaded thoughts. You threw away the key, no entrance, no admittance, to leave me with hopelessness in my desire; in a room all alone and away from you, high you stand on a pinnacle, a spire. I write until my heart bleeds out the words, soaking the page with sorrow; can’t go back, don’t look back, no sunrise in sight, not even a tomorrow. The needle enters, striking the vein Through the Gauze of Time Wrinkled and weathered old age, the gauze of time the mirror reflects I smile, we are old you throw back your head and laugh I kiss your soft lips