A Smile To Blush, Petrarchan Sonnet

To see you flash a smile to blush Small twinkle in your eyes of green I look and want for that scene Watching from my hidden brush I think I might have a crush My heart overflows and teems Can this lust ever be weaned I settle on your desk like dust An inkling you must have old friend I’ve seen the way you stare I’m trying to look back at you Reciprocate what you send Glancing back, am I that fair Pasdiin is always a dare.