For Gabe Aiello-
A name fit for an angel
Gorgeous from any angle
Nice, and kind
Yet, of my love for him blind
How can I expect
Him to see, except
That I watch his every move?
Hoping my look will soon improve
I love the way he plays,
And his fun loving diplays
The nice voice with which he sings
And other various things
I've read some of his poetry
I like the one called "Me"
I slpit into a daydream
And we sit together, by my favorite stream
He plays for me, and I read for him
He'ss go anywhere, on just a whim
But all too soon I am shaken
From my lovely dreams am shaken
Back into reality's arms
The crudeness of it alarms
The more sensitive side of me
To GABE'S arms I would readily flee
If only he would have me
But that will never be
-Jade Tessa