poetry, Writing

Aging Gracefully

Sold my first kiss for a pretty penny

Gave my heart away for a pretty face

Learned that making love takes patience

And that in growing older there is no grace

Found that time made me pleasantly bitter

Unconsoled by God’s lethargic problem solving pace

Switched my faith again to luck and karma

Still, life crumbled up my abs, ass, breast and face.

Kiss For a Penny
Canela Ajena

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