Posture Of A BOy

Annie, are you walking
Are you followed by friends and stalkers?
Is your boy still at ease
With all the restrictions you require?
Annie, have you settled
With your nose and all it’s freckles?
Now the Summer that awaits
Tells of secrets to unveil
Annie had the posture
And the haircut of a boy
And I’ve been too uptight lately
And now you’ve loosened me Annie, where does time fly
Is there any left to set me free?
I’m still waiting for the letter
That you said you’d send to me