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