My Girl

To see my love
sitting next to me
so close, not wrong
we were born to be.

After school, during school
the passion's tremendous
we're pros, yes not fools
whew, she is stupendous.

This girl I adore
when I hold her closely
the sound like a roar
from my heart just hear me.

The scent yet so sweet
her skin and a her hair
sweeps me off from my feet
feels like I'm carried by air.

I'm truly captivated
as how her skin is so tender
this poem's been created
and to her this I render.

Francisco M. Loyda
2005

-- This was the second poem I ever wrote. As noted by some of the primitive verses, I felt a type of puppy love, as all teens confuse for true love. The poem was written and dedicated to Adrianna Arce, a high school ex-girlfriend and a very good friend to this day. I believe I wrote this in a school bus as I distinctly picture the north west corner of the old high school campus as we were driving by. Not to much of a surprise, I once entered this poem in an online website but received bad reviews. I only had the trial version of the website so consequently, I could only view about ten words per comment. The comment that I got went something like this : I normally like love poems, however I did not like this one... I never went back into the website lol. Nevertheless, I wasn't discouraged and so I kept writing.