Swing and a Miss

 

The ice queen
gave me a sly smile
which I
in my state of need
took as a subliminal
romance invitation

Moving in without hesitation
for a kiss with the object
of my potential affection
I puckered up for the chance to share
a sensual liaison
with those lips so fair

She slipped my advance
with the grace of a ballet dancer
as I smooched
nothing but thin air

Of course
my blocked amorous humiliation
was captured for all posterity
by a voyeur hand held device
to such an extent
that my failure mass posted
is now a forever meme
in the public domain of shame