The Pedestal

There is one who was always above the rest,

Upon a heavenly pedestal,

Whom I thought was the best.

I never thought that I would get to touch,

The one I held so high,

As secrets these thoughts I held as such.

Then one wonderful day my dreams came true,

My secret love professed his feelings,

And said 'I love you'.

Now my life is lived in that dream,

Everday new wonders to behold,

Still astounded that, worthy I was deemed.

And although his life is just as awry,

With secrets of his own to hide,

Still upon that pedestal I hold him high.