Victims of Life's Ironic Sarcasms

I close my eyes
And I wonder what it would be like
To feel your warm breath on my neck
To feel your slow kiss, so passionate, so perfect.
I look at you
And I wonder how it is
That we share so many similarities
But we have such a vast age disparity
How unfair it is
To find someone who fits
It’s just the little things that we share
But damn it; we sure would make a good pair
You look at me
And offer yourself anyway
You make it no secret that you are attracted
Secretly, I like you too, but your offer I rejected
So again, I close my eyes
And I imagine
What it would be like if the gap wasn’t so vast
I would indeed have you… at last.
But I open my eyes
And I see reality
If we surrendered; we would be subject to public criticism
Yes, we are both just victims of life’s ironic sarcasms

Jan 2006