Death may be ageing
But he still has clout
But death disarms you
With his limpid light
And he's so crafty
That you don't know at all
Where he awaits you
To seduce your will
And to strip you naked
As you dress to kill
But death permits you
To arrange your hours
While he sucks the honey
From your lovely flowers
Death May Be Ageing
Harold Pinter
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Poem topics: light, honey, dress, death, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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