Tempo

Racing
worn fingers tracing,
embracing the wrinkles
of tick tock time
sharpened intersections shadowed
gravelly grays lightly
salted caring creases en-
folding into loving laugh lines
while twinkling greens
adorn the kingly crown
of gentle crows feet
welcoming a dance partner
with the seductive sway of seconds
rocking the pendulum to the rolling
rhythm of decades