4 NOVEMBER 1995, Page 51

Triolet

You are still beautiful by candlelight.

I watch you eagerly across the room Seeing each wrinkle smoothed, each puff pulled tight. You are still beautiful by candlelight, A Miners Liquid Makeup of delight.

My skin is parchment and my dark is doom.

You are still beautiful by candlelight.

I watch you eagerly across the room.

Matthew Mead