I Wanted Her

I sent her gifts and romantic flowers I was on the romance quest, But, sadly she was not impressed I still take cold showers. I wrote her poems of want and desire I wanted an infactuation to grow, To her my poems I did show She then poured water on that fire. She asked me please to do her a favor I excitedly agreed as I said yes, Soon I thought for me she'd wear a pretty dress But, it never accured, I got a waiver. I have her in my dreams as I do care So, unto God I asked him, "Why? " as I pray, But, I didn't hear what he did say But, in my dreams, he placed her there. I pulled up my nerves and I asked her out Unto me she said, "Yes! " One day we will Sadly, I am here waiting still Finally of her and me, I have my doubt. Randy L. McClave