The Love He'll Never Know

I like Ricardo — it’s clear, you can see, he draws me in instantly, effortlessly. He’s like a bright sun rising through the haze, so full of light, he sets me ablaze. As I watch him, I slowly find how lovely he is, so gentle, so kind. So full of details, so out of sight, I doubt he'd care for this quiet light. It’s a love that cannot grow, while I admire him, he’ll never know. And though I feel it, deep and still, this love obeys a silent will.