I don't know why I wrote this

You must remember this, a kiss
is not enough I have to pay the maid
as time goes by.
Tomorrow she will be back and do my den
it's full dust flying in the breeze like half-forgotten dreams and projects never done.
You must remember this I was not good at dusting shelves
this because today I feel old but tomorrow I will be like Tarzan and not believe
that life will ever end.