I Wanted Her Poem by Randy McClave

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