When there are thoughts of you I look to the skies
And I hope for night, when I may see two that is me and you.
A prayer if I may, that I will see you on this day.
And soon I will look to the skies to see your eyes in the moon.
I love you.
I love you more on this day and even greater on the next...
Oh speak to me my secret love and tell me what I want to hear!
Oy yes, you love me dear.
The darkness is my fear, but for when you are near,
there wll be none, because you are the sun.
1994
Based on a school crush, I called him Bobby. He was beautiful with his hair down past his shoulders. And he was nice but he didn't say much, there was probably a lot of insecurities. Well the poem is a little over done but I was in my teen's and teenager's are extremely emotional so everything is always over done, dramatic.
