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A.S.D.F……..he typed,
Again did it, again, again………
Tick….tick, tick….tick……minutes sicken.

Soon his nearby seat she took,
A new student with hairs black,
Just a glance,
Next day, a smile, sprouted silent roots.

She got up and turned;
Her shampoo smelling hairs patted
On his face,
By chance.

That night on red bed his,
Fancy dress contest of fancies.
In love birth pain,
He does roll, twist, turn…………

He is earlier student, day next,
In attires newest.
But she came never,
Vanished in the life clouds.

Still lingers shampoo smell.
His solitude pokes the sensorium,
Recollections….tick….tick, tick….seriatim.

(Set against shy rural background)

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  1. Date: 1/12/2012 2:57:00 PM
    Liked this ( rural type write ) Fabiys....)

  1. Date: 12/6/2011 10:09:00 PM
    The poor guy!! And just has to keep typing away after that. Interesting little story of a short lived crush.

  1. Date: 12/31/2010 9:40:00 AM
    It always comes she always goes Happy year in the clouds ... with words.

  1. Date: 11/18/2010 2:06:00 PM
    Very interesting way of telling this type-writing story, Fabiyas! Enjoyed reading this -- nikko :)

  1. Date: 11/18/2010 11:17:00 AM
    oh! and thank you for your comment.

  1. Date: 11/18/2010 11:15:00 AM
    very evocative write Fabiys, so close yet also so far. have enjoyed

  1. Date: 11/16/2010 8:58:00 PM
    What a delight. I could recall my typewriting classes and one-side love with all the pretty girls

  1. Date: 11/10/2010 9:00:00 AM
    What a shame he took the time to get dressed up and she didn't return to typing class! You brought back some welcome memories from high school, Fabiys. I was too shy to talk to the boy in front of me whose hair already had gray streaks at age 14. He was so handsome that it was intimidating. This poem goes to my favorites! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 11/9/2010 1:09:00 PM
    This is a delightful read, Fabiyas! All of this, when you look back at your life, will bring a smile to your face when it's recalled..Thanks for sharing it. Love, Audrey

  1. Date: 11/9/2010 12:58:00 PM
    Maybe another Mark Twain in the makings..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..I was delight with your remarks..Sara

  1. Date: 11/9/2010 11:29:00 AM
    Enjoyed reading your well written poetry today Fabiyas. Thank you for sharing it. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 11/9/2010 6:52:00 AM
    Such a sweet and awesome retelling of this encounter FABIYAS and written with such fervor and romance... very entertaining piece my friend.. enjoyed with luv ...

  1. Date: 11/9/2010 6:20:00 AM
    Good write on the sweet lingering memory of "SHE", Fabiyas