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I sit in this class

He is in my mind

Looking across the room

His eyes are what I find

Looking back at me

Or should I say

Mine to his

Either way

Our eyes have met



I first looked to him

Noticing he wouldn’t tell

And on a second glance

He was watching me as well



I quickly turned away

My heart began to race

Because for the longest time

I have not seen his face



His handsome smile

Left behind

So I saw

From the corner

Of my eye



And there was a chance

For a third looking

But I didn’t want to turn red

So I just studied my book



He seemed to be better

After out little encounter

His head hadn’t sloped down

His speech was sounder



This Samuel Geich

This Japanese boy

Does with my emotions

Constantly toy





Inspired by: Samuel Geich

Dedicated to: My girlish ways

Created on: December 9, 2006 – 00:37