I love her.
There she is! Walking with her friends
Look! Over there! Beyond the horizon;
Do you not see the silhouette of the great Messiah,
the very one who will save the world
from all their sins?
Look! There she goes! Back inside her house.
How fortunate she is to have a house made of gold
with brass stairwells,
fireplace made out of fire
and brick;
358 roses exact-
in her garden.

Look! There is her mother- 2 generations out of New York-
they say her daddy owns the concrete jungle!
Look! There is her father!
King of the savannah-
lord of all,
he really knows how to sell a house! Blessed be!
There is Mary Jane and Betty Sue! Looking
up to their older sister- as usual. Is there
really any other way?

Look at her go! Up the stairs! To her room;
Such luxuries she has
look at her mirror- made out of sapphires,
they say her comb itself is made out of diamonds-
how lovely!
Look at how many letters she has-
sitting inside the device on her desk-
they say its the latest model-
357 to be exact.

They are from everyone in the school-
that she cares about- except me;
for I hold an infinite shyness- and
would never make a move like that, though
i’m sure she would lend me an ear, if I wanted her to.
How grateful am I to have such a
smart, loving classmate?

Wow! Look at her desk! Filled with thousands and thousands
of unclaimed monies. How fortunate is she!?
Blessed be her!
Did you know she can balance a pencil
on the tip of her tongue? She can hold
a car on her chin! She can calm the jersey devil;
with a flick of her wrist. Hallelujah!
She holds the whole world in
her hands.
She is the queen.
Blessed be!
And such a deserving queen as well.

Perhaps that is why the black whole
is filling inside me.
Perhaps she will teach me how to be a queen like her
one fateful day!
I love her dearly-
I simply cannot imagine the world without her-
she is healing the world with her magic;

However, one day,
I hope,
she can create a spell;
that would make her less
of a hindrance
to the one
who loves her.