He is all good looks and empty promises

Dripping with charm and warmth and dimpled smiles

Hugging everyone

Making you feel so special

But

Something inside him is not quite right

He don’t know that you see it

But you see it —

You won’t get pulled in the way They all do

With his unwavering brown eyes

That Way he looks at you –

Oh, I know – he’s looked That Way at me, too

His game is old

A poor peter pan boy,

Lost

Covered by this outer-seeming confidence

An actor playing a man

You meet his gaze

Wordlessly say —

I see right through you

Move along

I don’t need an actor

But a man

And with that, the puer is on to the next…

Because a real man takes a challenge willingly