You
by John Vincent D. Edrial
A flower of the best kind
I can't take you off my mind
A treasure more than silver
I want to have you forever
I see you from a distance
I want to have a glance
But when you get near me
Stiff and cold goes my knee
O God, is she the one?
I just want to be her man!
Even to journey a thousand-mile,
Just to walk her on the aisle