A new beginning…

We share a blind eye
and teeth of plastic,
but who knows if you and I
can revive a blaze so fantastic!
At this point of the game,
when our bodies are old,
if you make me your game
we might find the pot of gold!
Without the flickers of youth
we can still intertwine in each other,
borrow one another’s tooth
and make our hearts flutter…

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