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There was always a magnetic fascination
Against my desire to be a good girl
And my yearning to be with the bad boys

It stirs emotions supernal as every afternoon
In the library I would lazily fantasize
Of a different life as a celebrated ruffian by your side

That it was I who was standing with your arm
Around my shoulders.  Asked to ride home with you
Provokes intoxication like red roses thrown to me

My eyes dreamy as we feel deeply compelled
To hold hands in the backseat.  Steal a kiss
The next day, walking the halls to admiring stares.  

A connection internal as I am able to exalt admiration 
from all as they see my true nature is unparalleled
To their own childish one, kin to emancipation

When the bell suddenly rings to signal the days final end, 
I grab my books, shake my heart free of its longing
and secret desires then run to catch the bus

2nd Place
written 7-8-2019
Fine Tune This Collaboration contest
sponsor:  Line Guathier

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