Poem: Luster

First, define the terms.
Luster She wore a lustrous beauty Don’t know just what that means, except it sticks there in my head, won’t leave me be, wants definition Luster, I think comes from polishing Old silver, older brass comes to mind and yet her youth belies that She may possess an ancient spirit	This poem is included in Jim Freeman's poetry collection CORNER OF MY MIND available here in print or as an e-Book in your favorite formats.