I Was Him Poem by Randy McClave

I Was Him



You never saw me as a prize,
But, you never looked into my eyes.

And while you were there eating,
My heart It was also beating.

You were lonely and was not dating,
I too was there waiting.

While your heart was looking for a whim,
I was him.

Randy L. McClave

Monday, January 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love,desire
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Randy McClave

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Ashland, Kentucky
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