That boy in the mirror
is looking at me
is that my picture there?
tantalising
what he wants from me
the girl that he can see
*
Today as yesterday
he's there again
in the mirror gazing
his hard on look
feelings betraying
all his eyes are saying
*
How can he know or tell
if I might be
the friend he's waiting for
should I reach out?
smilingly greet him
would his shyness defeat him?
*
My arm round his shoulder
gentle and soft
just talking him through it
deeplook his eyes
to understand, know
set free what he longs for so
*
As aye I will pretend
to not notice
look away and not see
the yearning gut
for it will not please
making it only a tease
*
Today as yesterday
I rise to leave
he turns away from me
strangers once more
the fondness I feel
is sister love but it's real
