his name I can not quite readily say that at this
time I know
but his otherwise guarded smile for me he is quick
my way to sweetly throw
and I think of him as so
well reserved from the word GO
I easily seem to be able to make him laugh
where others some how can't
yet, still on the same note with the way I always
act
I bet he believes me to be daft
its part of my unfailing charm
you see, I tend to rant
his age, though its not in immediate question
is eleven years ahead of my own
the etiquette needed to explain how a girl is
supposed to speak to such a masterful man to my
unlimited knowledge is not yet known
so I continue to stumble about just a little while
longer in the dampened spirits of the dark
and dream of a real relationship with him in which
I'd soon like to see set spark
but until that so wished for moment comes
I'll just have to stick with my music, my books,
my friends and the writing of my poems.........
( written Dec. 20,1992 am)