Crush Poem by Christian Rivera

I smile at the sight of him
He doesn't know that I exist
I adore his aura from a distance
Like flames, I watch it dance

So soft his voice is as he speaks
If only he would speak to me
I'd engage, but I'm much to afraid
Of the things he just might say

And when I'm alone, I fantasize
The both of us together eye to eye
Both hand in hand, arm in arm
I'm interrupted and shyly alarmed

I blush as we cross our separate ways
Going off into our distant places
A rush given when he brushes past
And I can only hope the moment lasts

My crush is out there waiting for me
In all my make believe memories
His touch is all I crave tonight
His love to burn for me, so bright...