A girl in like,

Like a fruit in ripe,

Ripe with kisses n dreams,

Dreams of her n him,

Him holding her hands,

Hands together as they dance,

Dance slowly to the beat,

Beat moving their feet,

Feet feel lighter than air,

Air that thins when he’s there,

There to hold her close,

Close as petals of a rose,

Rose red as her lips,

Lips he leans in to kiss,

Kiss kiss kiss the girl he likes,

A girl in like.