Lunch

For some reason
don't know why
the man scared me,
perhaps because he
was truly a man
and confident,
not some grown up boy,
but a man.
Most of the men I'd known before
seemed less manly than he.
He gave me his card.
So, I called him one day to
inquire of his product,
and he suggested we
get together for lunch.
I met him downtown
at fast food place,
a place I felt safe.
I could tell this wasn't
his idea of a satisfactory way
for two adults to pass time
and get acquainted.

He overcame my fears
and nervousness too
and soon we were an item.
Our friends were
introduced to each other
and now it seems fated
that we arrived here
after going to lunch
back those thirty five years!
He's still my man
and I'm still that gal.

These young girls I see now
with these silly young boys
have no serious thoughts
of the ways of this world.
If they asked me,
I'd say
look for a man.