The Younger Man
THE YOUNGER MAN
I don't exist or so it seems
At least I don't to him
And yet I watch him every day
His body young and trim
I wish that he would look at me
Perhaps cast me a smile
My heart would jump if he were to
Stop and chat a while
I guess I can forget all that
Seems that its not to be
Because I'm in my thirties
And he's just twenty three
But what if I were to act first
Engage him if you would
Get him to really look at me
Oh, but if I could
I don't have the courage
Rejection would be worse
Then loving him in silence
Age being its own curse
Wait, did he just look my way?
Did I just see him wink?
Now he's walking towards me
What am I to think
My heart is beating faster
And my mouth is dry
I struggle to act naturally
When I really want to cry
Hello he says, may I sit down?
I often see you here
But I've never had the courage
To meet you, out of fear
That you might be offended
That one as young as I
Would be so forward as to think
That he should even try
To tell you that I've watched you
All the chances that I've missed
To talk to you and see if you
Knew that I exist
Placed 10th in Dr. Ram Mehta's Cougar Effect contest
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