0026 Him [1995]

Author’s note: This was written prior to my family and I moving to Montana in ’95. I went to a middle school in Everett, WA, that had a little bit of gang activity. I keep thinking about my 15 year old self and how much of a sap I was and possibly still am. LOL


Sometimes I think of him,
My knight in baggy armor.
Born of the streets,
Living a troubled life.

Yes, he has someone,
But none are true.
I keep hoping
That I’m the one.

None have tamed
My wild stallion.
I hope I can,
Because I love him.

May he seek me out,
One day in the near future.
And find me right there,
With open arms.

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