The Color and Smell of Aging

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The flesh had a poreless sheen and rosy color,

A flash of innocence, unselfconsciously available.

“There’s nothing like young skin,” he said.

Devoid of broken vessels, scars, uniformly plump,

And sun-scented like apricots at the moment of ripeness.

“Buy me another drink,” she said.

“There’s nothing like youth,” he said laying down a twenty.

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Source: The Color and Smell of Aging

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