I Wanna Kiss Her Poem by Randy McClave

I wanna kiss her
I wanna miss her,
On my right, I wanna hold her tight
But, she won't let me date her.
I wanna take her to dine
On the finest food and wine,
Then into her ear, I'll whisper, "dear"
Then, she'll be mine.

I always feel a burr
When with her I confer,
I buy her a gift, so her spirits to lift
But, she won't let me date her.
My soul she has ignited
I am happy and excited,
She is my muse, to whom God did choose
But, from her life, I am uninvited.

Randy L. McClave