Ms. Anna Rich

She's my secret crush. How I feel about her, she will never know, unless she catches my poetry wearing her name

Here she is
I fantasize about her
Thinking of her day after day
Wanting to do everything with her
Liking her in every way I say

I want to do everything...

I mean,
Being on the phone with her for hours and hours
Walking through fields picking our own flowers
Sparking a flame that could burn down towers
Turning the world inside out and calling it ours

I want to do everything...

See,
She to me is the epitome of all that I like
Her looks
Her personality
All of her that is her
Those are the things that I can not fight

Her beauty is poetry that I can not write
Right as it may seem
She stays in my dreams
It's her everyday I see
But she is out of my sight

I'll explain a little further...

I speak to her five out of seven days
I see that she is thick
But I can't pull her body close to me
I can't kiss her lips

I can't whisper in her ear
Can't call for no reason in the night
Can't dial just to say hello, or
"Hey you", are you alright?

I want to do everything...

Being who you are
You may not understand
But if you saw her like I did
You would want to hold her hand and,

Make love to her
I don't even mean sex
I'm talking spiritual intercourse
Now that copulation is the best

I want to do everything with her
So I fantasize about her
Thinking of her day after day
Wanting to do everything with her
Liking her in every way I say