Tim Ryerson Poet I do not know?

Forbidden Fruit

So coy, I read you like a book
When you purposely pass my way
You make a point not to look
I am hooked on your hook
When you walk, my god how you sway

So young, so beautiful, so black
So old, I could be your father
And there's something I lack
I have long lost the knack
Of seduction, why now do I bother?

Just ego of an ancient man trying
To relive a past dead and gone
Mere fantasy flying
Still eighteen and vying
For what? Good luck and so long...

***Edited version of one of the first poems I posted...A green and inexperienced poet back then, I 'accidentally' invented a new form. It resembles a Limerick but with a different rhyme scheme. It is about an experience at work when I was a plant manager and the young lady referred to was an employee there...The poem, of course has nothing to do with the fact that she was black and I was white, but rather the fact that she worked for me (NEVER go there!) and I was 58 and she was only 18...Thanks for reading

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Laura Mckenzie July 23, 2013 at 8:10 PM Interesting view you let us see! Laura :)

Debbie Duncan July 22, 2013 at 11:35 AM Well I like your style ;} thanks for reading Alcohol ;}

Elizabeth Wesley July 12, 2013 at 2:11 PM Nobody loses the knack of seduction; it comes at the most unlikely times and seems to be a challenge most of us can't resist (for me anyway!) Love, Lizzie

Nette Onclaud July 5, 2013 at 9:40 AM a ' lolita' in the making, tim... nice form and I love how you present a vivid picture of admiration... enchanting piece, tim!..:) huggs

Wilma Neels July 5, 2013 at 6:48 AM Tim, this had me smiling.. I absolutely enjoyed it, Mr. Creative himself :) hope your weekend will be a fabulous one xx

Laura Breidenthal July 5, 2013 at 3:50 AM Wow there. I really enjoyed reading. Always, Laura

Manel Gunatillake July 4, 2013 at 1:18 PM You are amazing. you cleverly changed my sad mood.. Careful! take an Asprin in a worse situation. Guys Guys Guys !, Hugs Tim

Andrea Dietrich July 4, 2013 at 10:03 AM hahaha, I just read Scribe's comment to you. This IS a cool form to use. You could always show it to Marie Summers at Shadowpoetry,com and have it included there as a new poetry form. I have two inventions there. One is my 5/7 trochee form.

Richard Lamoureux July 4, 2013 at 9:04 AM Pretty impressive for an inexperienced poet. It is a good thing you did not add her to your experiences, could have been trouble. You can't blame a guy for fantasizing.

Eileen Manassian July 4, 2013 at 7:57 AM Oh Tim....age has nothing to do with it...I've always been partial to older men.... :-) Amazing write.....FYI...my mama was 10 years older than my dad....they had no idea of the age difference when tbey fell in love. They couldn't break it off when they found out....a beautiful marriage. Just saying...enjoyed this.