When I see a woman that I can be charmed by,
It's that I appreciate her physical beauty still,
That beauty can make me long
For nakedness and lovemaking.


Is it still Me,
Is it still Me,
Or am I a dirty man
whose desires run in a way not expected?


Tell me
to charm a woman,
to desire her,
to touch her hair,
to kiss and caress,
stand open for a courtship with her consent.


Does it matter that I can still dream away with the desire for a woman?
That I want to seal a romantic dinner with her on a date?
How does it matter more than I want friendship, I
desire intimacy and sexual pleasure?


Is it still
Me?
Or have I really become a pathetic old man
who can accept that his time is over?