He saw her soft flowing mane
Bouncing gracefully over her waist lean
She looked peaceful, she looked serene
What they shared together neither could explain.
She quickly pulled back her hair in a pony tail
How could he like them now that they were so thin and frail?

He looked into her expressive grey eyes
They were as deep as the oceans great
Gazing into them for eternity he could wait
They never betrayed her feelings, they looked wise.
She quickly covered them with her spectacles
How could he like them now with those dark circles?

His gaze moved over to her perfect smile
It had always had a mesmerizing effect
It still sent his heart racing the last time he checked
It added to her elegance, it added to her style.
She quickly stopped smiling to smoothen all the wrinkles
How could he like them now without those deep deep dimples!

Her appearance had changed over time
But he still remembered her as the beautiful young girl he had met years ago
She had a pure soul and a divine glow
Which had only grown manifold in her prime.
No words were needed for her to read his mind
After all age was just a number to be left behind.