The Girl Upstairs Poem by Onuora ilodibe

THE GIRL UPSTAIRS
Two flights above
While I stay below
Calling her phone
We Keep it on low

she and me knows
No one else but we
Makes me feel 16s
First time on a bike

I just wanna to ride
I know slide i might
Ole Jekyll and Hyde
She takes I a height

About what I wanted
Smile like the sun
Glow like the moon
Colorful as the cloud

Rain in the drought
Scared on her behalf
Fraught with a doubt
Vulnerable like a calf

Has to get her rat out
When cat out the bag
Things might fall out
A dude may lose tag

Hate games she got it
All I want is have it all
side steps like a bandit
It is her or never at all

Too old to fall in love
Too lush to let her go
Once from a old bloke
Love will find you so

You never too young
And you never too old
Just around the bung
She comes take hold

Changes everything
And I feel brand new
Fresh out the sting
Love finds but a few

From two flights above
Sitting there right below
Blind streaks about love
Sweeps a heart in a blow