I Wanna See Only Your Grey Hair Poem by Chuy Amante

I want you
i want the real you
I want the genuine you to be out on the curb for all to see

Especially me

i want what nature has done to you,
what time, sun, pain and happiness has painted
on your face
pure
exterior silver-lined clouds
streaming down like waterfalls
and the you inside and outside
and bliss is lived by you when it is the same.
blame, shame, game, lame just to name
and few of life's quizzes
love fizzes
when added to a base
Solution
~the answer is communication
true elation
exactly as you are
station-air-inflation

let it be
let it free
it is good
it is thee