love and dreams

I’m yet a fool to believe in love.
But wise enough to know that dreams are for the young.
Tho my heart feels pangs of youth,
My body cries at living proof and knows when reaching;
The point that is too far.
When love depends on dreams creating truth,
Then it is doomed.

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