Masked Gideon

There’s another one, he looks just how I’d paint,
Well-groomed and slightly taller, calm without a taint.
Moderate complexion, gentle in his way,
Good-looking to my eyes, though I can’t truly say—
Not till that mask comes off and truth is in the light.
But still I steal a glance and hold it for the night.

Oh Gideon, the name fits you so fine,
You pass me by and never cross the line.
I won’t reach out, I won’t make the first move,
I’ll wait and let the quiet moment prove
If fate will bring us close or let us fade away,
Another face I keep in memory’s display.

I won’t get close, I know it ends in vain,
He may not be a witness, or have another flame.
To him I’m just another soul drifting through the room,
While I sit here wondering if love could ever bloom.
I secretly admire, I hope you’re just as true,
A proper gentleman, the kind I dream of too.

Oh Gideon, the name fits you so fine,
You pass me by and never cross the line.
I won’t reach out, I won’t make the first move,
I’ll wait and let the quiet moment prove
If fate will bring us close or let us fade away,
Another face I keep in memory’s display.

I hope you’re JW, that our paths might cross again,
That words unspoken might become something then.
But you’ve said nothing yet, and I don’t read your mind,
So I’ll brace for silence, for disappointment I’ve defined.
Still I can’t help it, though it’s happened time and time,
My heart keeps leaning toward this rhythm, this quiet rhyme.

Oh Gideon, the name fits you so fine,
You pass me by and never cross the line.
I won’t reach out, I won’t make the first move,
I’ll wait and let the quiet moment prove
If fate will bring us close or let us fade away,
Another face I keep in memory’s display.

Oh Gideon, the name fits you so fine,
You pass me by and never cross the line.
I won’t reach out, I won’t make the first move,
I’ll wait and let the quiet moment prove
If fate will bring us close or let us fade away,
Another face I keep in memory’s display.

So, I’ll be here, seen or unseen by you,
I’ll keep my distance still, and let the moment do
Whatever fate decides, whatever’s meant to be—
For now, you’re just a wish that softly follows me.

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