• It all started steady,
    not out of the blue,
    I knew on our first date,
    I was meant for you.

    The way you held my hand,
    squeezed it tight,
    suddenly there and then,
    ran away all of my fright.

    That day showed a lot,
    the power of love,
    the power of flight,
    the light that had been missing for so very many years in my dreadful life.

    Next, came the moment,
    when I knew it was my move,
    I slowly leaned in,
    hoping you would love me too.

    Our lips touched for a moment,
    eyes deep in stare,
    we looked at each other,
    and we both knew there.

    
We had a relationship,
    that we wanted to keep,
    we had something,
    that make singles weep.

    That night there,
    I could not sleep,
    the thoughts through my mind,
    made me keep up a fair share.

    Followed came the day of school,
    awkward as can be,
    changed relationship status on Facebook,
    the whole school knew our glee!

    We walked through the halls,
    all eyes on us,
    I don't think I could ever explain,
    feeling great, without a fuss!

    We were meant to be,
    and always will,
    so baby, take my hand,
    and let this poem...

    Do the talking.


    -Dedicated to Katherine Zirpolo

    -MICHAEL ELLIOTT