Better with Time

This might seem strange

Since so much time has passed

And since only one of us

Still looks the same

Your words not mine, baby

You are still fine yes you are

Like wine, you get better with time

So young and so naive

That eI never once believed

That the memory of you would go thru

Like wind goes thru the trees

Maybe if you believe baby

That I would no deceive you

U and I side by side or somewhere

In between

I don't know if this is a bore

But I just can no longer ignore

This fact so sublime

You get better with time

Anyone who's met you agrees

That no one forgets you most of all not me

You can claim you're humble and hide

But when it's true my dear

It's not pride

A jury of my peers would find me

Guilty of so many crimes

If I chose not to remind you

That you get better with time

This might seem absurd

to someone so cultured

And to one who would grace any stage

When the hair that frames that face

Dark brown or silvery lace

What is age but a cage? Never mind

You'll be blind to not know that you get better with time