Mid Life Crisis

Define me
or maybe
let my spirit
blow in the wind

in your presence
reasoning goes away
common sense bows
to make believe

like an idiot
I forget what I look like 
and
how old I am 

my senses
begin to wallow
into  fantasy

I am 
alive again

Your eyes
seduce me

I gobble up
the attention 
you give

My confidence 
stands

I love knowing
you
I adore our relationship
Yet I am not a fool

I know the infatuation
is one sided
and even 
if it wasn't

the crush
is really meant
for imagination

it could never
become real