Note:     This is probably the most embarassing of the poems in the sub-theme of 'Unrequited Love'
             (Although there are a few other strong contenders)
              But, I wouldn't be doing the audience or the theme any justice if I were to omit this one.
              (I'm not sure if it is the zenith or the nadir)
              So, if you read on, don't say you were not warned.

    
Child
    I will give you a tanned leather jacket
    And a ninja outfit.
    And I'll let you grow
                   your black hair long
    And play loud music.
    And smile,
                  I will smile,
                              I will smile at you - 

Child, 
              I will smile at you.

Child,
    I'll live my life for you.
    Live or even die for you
    And tickle you silly - 
               Until you smile,
                            Until you smile at me.

Child,
               Until you smile at me.