Age of Chivalry
A sultry look, a friendly smile
Youthful persona no edges rough
Educated, focussed, and ambitious
Knows where she’s going,
as life can be vicious
She’s petite, pretty, with hair so long
but to me she’s tall and headstrong
She struts around with spring in step
Its not that long since we first met
She looks at me, with some admiration
Because we connect, well so I think.
I’m hopeful of something more, but
many years separate from a closer link
I sit around but can’t keep still
If only I could taste and see
And would she even notice me?
But what’s the point it’s all a dream
In which she wouldn’t want to be.