To a beauty By R.Krishnamurthy

I still regard you a beauty
You still have that vanity
You still try your best to be pretty
In forties you look like not one and twenty

I still regard you as a damsel
When I view you from an angle
You are like a portrait on the wall
Unwavering in your smile

I still regard you as a girl
In her late teens or early twenties
Going by your hourglass curves
You are like a statue in a show case

I still regard you as a bride
Your dark curls make you proud
In my arms you are always a Helen
By a kiss you take me to heaven.