Just Want To Kiss You Poem by Ardimus Caldwell

Looking at you from afar
Studying your every movement
As if I wasnational geographics
Knowing the way you walk as if I read it in a textbook
A slight lean
You woudn't falll though
How would the common person know that its the left before the right
Back arched straight
Bag held in the right arm
Never in the left
Head held high because that's how your mom taught you
Never let them knock you down
Able to recite your birth certificate
Blind folded
No I want use this as black mail
Not if I get a teaste of thy lips
For the way your lip gloss shines
Making my pants rise
unable to control I pass gas
Making all the girls run away
Even you don't even care to stay
But i'm a watch you as you flee
Because deep down I still want a teaste of thee
So next class I'll sit right behind you
And fantise about the kiss that await thee
I just want a kiss