I like to imagine Ganymede,

famed wine-bearer of the pantheon,

to be a skilled bartender

despite his youthful naivete

 

Perhaps his wish is,

using his nightly tips,

to care for his father

who reached up for him

 

Perhaps Ganymede,

with all his youthful beauty,

rakes in higher tips

flashing his smile at married men

 

Perharps, likely secretly,

our handsome boy Ganymede

wants nothing more than

to fade into the background

 

to disappear in broad moonlight

to leave his youth behind the counter

 

and how nice it would be

for our boy Ganymede

 

to grow up at his own pace

in spite of his baby face