that the taller one has to make
the first move because it is
too awkward for the short one
to subtly - as they say - lean in.
I want to meet him in the eye,
not hit him in the chin. So I told
you the problem I could not skirt:
is there a right height to flirt?
'Why that's a lie,' you said,
'the short one's equally slated
to win. Perhaps by design,
give your voice another lilt,
or deliberately whisper a word.
To hear it, the tall guy would
resign and tilt, and I am hoping
your prayers would be heard.
At any rate, it's as good an excuse
that the tall ones try: 'Hey,
is there something in your eye?'