Basketball Poem by Mikey Estrada

They say with twenty-four seconds on the clock you want the in your hands, but that ain't the case when you're the one with a seat in the stands. I became your biggest fan.
My heart was your biggest steal. Words couldn't explain what I began to feel. I guess it felt too good to be real.
You're greatest assist was the genuine appreciation and love for me that exist.
The moment we met you crossed me over with you're love.
Reassured it with a dagger, all I could do was stagger.
From a fan in the stands to holding your hand, Promise I'll guard you're heart like man to man.
My heart melts to stone, maybe one day we can take we can take the court with some of our own.