The Answer's No

It can be strange to find yourself en route
To edgy conversations on a date.
He may be old and wiser, but the root
Of blushing hesitation in debate
And discourse, through the evening, may be this:
That he has gravitas and wants to bring
You out in such a way, that when you kiss
His touch will almost make your young lips sing.
And, yet, that song is stifled by the asks
He makes of you. Sweet smiles slowly fade.
Because his wishes become loaded tasks,
You sense raw intimacy on parade.
And know, quite suddenly, you need to go
And, for this man's proud cock, the answer's no.