Happy Birthday

We were solidified in lust.
The alcohol and the age told me that.
Yet still, her beauty was only matched by my desire.
I had seen her around and I had known
she was named after her mother.
We were introduced;
a simple greeting as she looked over me and smiled.
Eyes shimmering knowing she could do better.
But her eyes spoke to me and said:
"You are not the one.
Your spine is weak and your face is not defined.
I want a sculpted man, a man molded after David.
Defined and elegant.
You are not the man I want.
But your shoulder will do at dawn,
when the man I love tonight, is gone."