She won’t be the first I have a crush
Breasts and thighs, a dream of lust
Eyes attuned from across the room
Let me know that I am doomed
To speak my name, a word today
And make me give my heart away

She won’t be her, my first love
The first I swore, an angel above
The one I thought I’d give the world
To win her heart to be my girl
The girl I thought maybe someday
Her father might just give her away

She won’t be the first to make me cry
She looks so good it hurts sometimes
Or to whisper soft and true
“My Willy-Kins, I love you”
To leave awhile or for whatever
Return to me or gone forever

She won’t be the first my very first
Make love to me and quench my thirst
The first to see a moment believe
She whispers to me “Will just breathe”
Passions endure for sweetest night
Until we’re bathed in morning light

She won’t be the first my heart to break
Sweetest dream to nightmare wake
Silent screams and whispered lies
No let’s be friends and no good bye
Only love to never show me
Standing here, I’m so lonely

She won’t be the first, of love’s mistakes
She won’t be the first poor me forsake
All I have, empire of dirt
All I am, but nothing worth
Or lawman called, insidious threat
And the wish we never met

But all of this she won’t be first
The story goes and it gets worse
For though I try to leave the past
Though I lie she won’t be last

She won’t be the last I’ll have a crush
I am a guy I’ll have my lust
In school classrooms and libraries
Divas, Charmed Ones on TV
Or Internet like some noob
I liked a girl that’s on YouTube

She won’t be the last I’ll fall in love
As there are stars in heaven above
I’ll write the words, she’ll take a look
I thought for one I’d make a book
She wouldn’t care to read at all
But in love again I’ll fall

She won’t be the last to make me cry
An angel no, a demon fry
Look up to heaven to see desire
My tears are gone within the fire
But memories I’ll have inside
As if inside I never died

She won’t be the last or ever the first
Love and lust, women a curse
The touch of flesh the thrill of sin
And it begins, again and again
To have the girl, and sweet release
But to want for never peace

She won’t be the last my heart to break
Several times I did remake
And though it’s smaller than before
Need for love it ask for more
Until it shatters, with hopes and dreams
Such is love I want to scream

She won’t be the last of my mistakes
Cupid’s arrows are but a waste
For love should be a beautiful song
I try the right but I am wrong
For lovers paths I am the walker
Obsessed, demented, a foolish stalker

She won’t be the first she won’t be the last
Present, future, and horrid past
Like the girl in school, I began to write
Who saw me worthless as if a blight
Or this blonde I thought my friend
Who stays away, and so the end
Or on YouTube, Boricua princess
Whose beauty equaled by ugly threats
She won’t be the last, not in the world
She won’t be the last beautiful girl

Copyright © 2010, Will A. Bradford Jr.