"Oh if only...Danny Boy"

Wow! Where did you come from?

Another branch…making up numbers

Awakening me from my slumbers

Fuck me…well not literally

Well maybe

In my dreams & all that..

But you are drop dead gorgeous.

I know you’re straight and far too young

Not just turned on ‘cos you say you’re well hung

There’s something about you I can’t explain

Each time I see I go insane.

I’ve got a mad crush on you; not that you care

The fact I’m gay is my affair.

We talk football, laugh and a joke

Shame you’re straight you’re my perfect bloke

Make no apologies for how I feel

Even though my head tells me to get real

Whenever I spot you I melt inside

If only I could follow my heart as a guide

I go all gooey with that ‘Ready Brek’ glow

It does my head in, want my feelings to go

But all I own, everything I’m worth

All I possess on planet earth

I’d give it all up if you said “Yes, please”

Shut your eyes, let me drop to my knees.

Sadly I know that will never be

I’ll just have to cope with your work company.

Dulwich Poet- February 2013

(I work with a young man called Danny. He is based at another branch, but came to cover at my workplace in December, & made a bit of an impression on me! We have a laugh & joke, & he knows that I fancy him! I wrote this because it’s a few days until Valentines Day)