Seasoned

Twelve years the senior, looking into the eyes, rage was seen 
Lives that should be joined, yet seperated, as age stood between
From a distance the gap was closed,
Love, to be created
Too old, the story told, the goodness of spirit ,not ,Appreciated
To miss what was never had, constant search in life reveals
Only love can cure a heart, that Time does not heal
Forgot those and Forgave these, For Once, I give love a chance
Twelve years, the blind now sees, when love is bland add Seasoned romance.....