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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I first saw him -the blonde Adonis - at church camp when I was but 14. In the group ahead of mine, he turned around and our eyes magically locked. I felt so sure he liked me. That’s how I recall it anyway, but it was not meant to be, for shortly thereafter, another boy approached me, cute and sweet, and he and I fast became an “item.” However, I kept searching every day for just one sight of the blonde Adonis, whose image still lingered in my mind. Later, I saw my new boyfriend from church camp at monthly regional youth activities, where I’d also see the blonde Adonis, who sometimes eyed me, but spoke not a word. After a time, my long-distance boyfriend and I called it quits, but I never stopped yearning to know the boy who I’d seen first that summer day - the blonde Adonis who I was later to learn was one of ten charming siblings, all beautiful children of a couple highly respected in our church community. Tall, blue eyed, confident, popular, talented, smart and athletic, the blonde Adonis was a young man destined for greatness! Ever hopeful, I kept going to the regional activities, thinking “this will be the day!” Always I’d watch him, wishing I was the girl slow dancing in his arms. He was the most fascinating person I would never get to know, and his thoughts about me (if he ever had any) I could never even guess. I felt so sure he liked me when our eyes locked like magic that first time. . . . At least that’s the way I recall it. For The Most Fascinating Person I Never Knew Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish *For the Cutie's Identity, See "About this Poem"
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