An Out dated Love

You have crossed me as a breeze
at my forty five
Your crossing made me to forget
my age and the present
Your face and eyes played many plays
in my wavering heart
They pasted your face and thoughts
as a monument of this life
Your talk and walk pushed me
in to the pond of honey
Your name stimulates me
to write a number of poems in nights
you and your love is only sun
to my dark lake of my heart
Will you light my heart and life
to spend my days in light?