She wrote it for me & I can dig it!!!

So, there’s this girl...

the kinda girl that before you know her you may walk past her, but once you get to know her she’s the only one you see

like in the movies when two people eyes meet... from across the room

the girl that makes the bravest of them fold up

with the hair on your limbs erect and butterflies in your stomach

the fear of rejection never leaves your mind and that uncomfortable, hot, blushing sensation flows throughout your body

yea… that girl

there’s this girl...

about 5'6 with growing locs as her mane and her legs match her perfection especially once she slides them into heels

"beautiful black women, I bet that bitch look better red" but its not her bright skin that attracts me. it her confidence and poise distracts me

that’s probably why I’m up at 6am writing this poem for her while she sleeps

there’s this girl ...

whose smile lights up a room and whose laughter is medication

and I’m no smoker but separating everyone else from her as if they were useless seeds to roll this blunt and take this hit. fuck passin that shit cuz I’m tryna get high

there’s this girl ....

who articulates her thoughts and reaches for her dreams

in the process of making all of her goals become realities

"I want to fuck the shit out of her aspirations" like wale

going so deep she feels it in her throat and she chokes on these words because she said she wants to fall in love with a poet

and here’s her poem.

and I’m her poet, but i also want to be her lover, best friend, her rock, and her right hand

there’s this girl...

every time I think about her i always feel a rush

there’s this girl...

that no one seems to know and poets seem to write about because she only exists in their dreams

and that girl

is my crush

~AFW