Him - Poem by Joe Shaw
I stand here on the corridor now looking at the boy i admire,
We all have that one boy in which we desire,
He's my world, my life, my everything, i want him so
And in my heart i know that his path will be the way i go.
He's a tall boy with short striking hair,
He makes my heart flutter when i catch his stare,
He has the butterflies inside me performing a dance,
Every move he makes has me in a trance.
Although he doesn't know it he holds the key to my heart,
He is the paintbrush and i his canvas for him to make his art,
My feelings how ever fragile he can grasp in his palm,
He is the difference between my happiness and harm.
He can take me away to a distant land of care and love
Where we sit on clouds and together watch the world from above,
We can journey through great forests and perilous caves as one,
But as long as we're together i know i have truly won.
It may all be in my head but i know for sure,
That seeing him everyday any bad feelings i have he can cure,
And even though the pain of not being in his arms is strong,
I hold on to the belief that someday that's where i'll belong.
I stand here on the corridor now looking at this boy i want to hold,
But on the podium of love i can't achieve the gold,
Down the corridor he walks the opposite way,
And reality replaces fantasy as i know that's how it will stay.
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