Poem


E1H


Period 4


5-7-02


A Woman on the BeachMy body froze, when I noticed you over there.
I seen the way your hair flew in the air.


Who are you, what’s your name, could it be Sue?


We should’ve met, but it wouldn’t be fair.


You are constantly surrounded by men.


I would wish or hoped badly you weren’t.


There are like eight, nine, and maybe even ten.


Then you and me can flow like a current.
You are the one I always dreamed of.


You are probably not a stupid shrew.


You are a woman really high above.


If we do not meet, I will die over you.


You were beautiful, awesome at first sight.


If I have to get to you, I will fight.