If He Only Knew Poem by Samantha Campbell

That with
every stroke
of the
Pen

It is
of
Him

I speak

And
with
every
word
placed

It
is
with
intent of
emotion
towards
Him
I wish
to
share

If
ONLY
he knew

How
I loose
words

Sort of like
Writer's Block
When I wish
to summarize

How
I
feel
for Him

As I regard
pictures
saved

Events
stored
in my
memory

As
voices
linger
less
in the
night

Yet
smiles
of
wanton
slickness
as
there
are
exchanged
responses

Comebacks
and
goalies

If only
He
knew
how he
inspires
POETRY
yet leaves
me
whispering
in my
thoughts

And
blankly
day dreaming

On naked paper

If only
He knew
that
I internally
lose my voice
in His laugh
and
come up
short
despite
the length
of
conversations
cause
I
don't
mind
Him
rambling on

Since
I can just
smile
despite
my defenses
that He melts
away

If only He knew I was
just fronting

And that
very moment
when I was with Him
I keep reliving It
because like a child
On A Playground
I Refused To Leave
And Wanted To Keep
Swinging Into Arms
and
Teasing
and
Laughing
Child-Like
Laughter
and
Mindless Banter
and Wishing To Be
Close
Yet Pushing
Away
Cause I woulda Been
There All Day

If Only He Knew

That In A
Few Hours
I Found
Blemished
Perfection

For
Some Reason
My
Spoken Word
Lacks Diction
and
Linguistically
I am Frozen

As He
Appears

If only He
Had A Clue

That
My Ink
Has His Name
and
The Ripples
Upon Pages
Are His Effects

If He Could Decipher
How He changes My Breathing Patterns
and
The Times a Second The Beats
Accelerate IN
MY CHEST

He'd Know
He Is
Something Like
My Execution
When I Try Best
The Passion
I Dedicate
To Every Line
and The
Infatuation
I Have
With My
Final
Product

Despite Possible False Hopes

If He Only Knew...

That I See Him
On The Same Level
as My Pen....

By Samantha Campbell