crush
Am i yours you ask,
can you keep me you say.
I've been yours from the very start.
You treat me like an angel,
give me wings that make me fly.
I'll keep you forever i say,
only in reality i keep you in my heart.
My heart jumps at the very thought of you,
skips a beat when i talk to you.
Love you ask...not quite,
something small yet meaningful.
A crush is what i call it,
the root of all hope.
The hope of being with you,
to see you smile everyday.
Think what you will,
but a crush starts it all.
So this poems to you,
to let you know what you are.
An important part of my life,
I could not ask for more.
Dedicated to:john robert beatty