FISTS, By Ryan Guiley August 11, 2015
FISTS
She was a teenage girl,
With gleaming eyes and curls,
As I fell in love that instant,
She drove a Shadow as she went.
I just had to go on a single date,
As we went to the movies as she was my fate,
I never gave up on her as I kept bidding,
While she made my heart hiding.
I would wait by her locker after class,
As I was always late and didn’t have a hall pass,
I just wanted to spend time with this beauty,
As I knew it had to take care of her, as it was my duty.
I would buy her Chap Stick and bingo tickets,
As I wanted to be her man as she was my picket,
I wanted to taste those lips and waited for a kiss,
I waited forever, as we would always hold our fists.
Just being around her is all that matters,
I would make her blushed as I would flatter,
We loved to shop for woman’s clothes,
Any other man wouldn’t of cared and just doze.
It was March 8th when she told that she was ready,
It was official we were a couple and the perfect medley,
We would spend every single day with each other,
We were best friends and she made my heart hover.
I’m bless to have with her a work and school past,
As we would talk endlessly as she was the best cast,
Now she is missing and they hit me hard with a whack,
I don’t know why it’s taken this long for her to come back.
She lost time watching our children grow up,
So did I, as my heart is going to erupt,
I’ll I have is her soul to communicate with,
As we never fought or got into a tiff.