I spied a bright young thing clinging to an odd rusty thing. This was a May December relationship. And while this match incited the usual stares and whispers; it was devoid of the usual innuendo and reproach.
This pairing is not salacious. It is symbiotic. It’s the old thing giving support and structure to a young thing. It is the young thing giving an old thing a renewed purpose for being.
There is an object lesson here.