Crushed

~ Hey, Karin - returning your note ~ Perhaps I'm not your type, alas But I'm behind you, here in class Adoring each and every thing you do The way you talk, so soft, yet clear And tuck the tresses 'hind your ear (The hair I'd love to run my fingers thru) ... I love the way you tilt your hip And always bite your bottom lip Whene'er you get excited or annoyed The way you pass me little notes Crimped origami birds and boats Advising me which girls I should avoid ... For me it's not the threads or bling It's each sweet, steamy little thing That other guys don't care about at all And yet, if added, two-plus-two They make for one amazing YOU (The enigmatic YOU I'd love to call) ... You might not know me very well A semester - long enough to tell I'm apt to always treat you with respect You're quite romantic, just like me And know that love can someday be As faithful as two hearts can thus affect ... So, if I may, I'll start this task As rhyme and meter, meant to ask If you might give us just an evening each? Perhaps a steak house, Japanese A theater then - that new release And then a peaceful walk along the beach ... The stroll may seem a bit too soon But sad to waste that lovely moon And what romance it weaves, no one can tell I hope you'll flip this page and write You'd love to date me, (Friday night) But quickly now, before they ring ... The bell! ~ 1st Place ~ in the "School Time Crush" Poetry Contest, Faraz Ajmal, Judge & Sponsor. ~ This poem did NOT place ~ in the "Crushed" Poetry Contest, Anthony Biaanco, Judge & Sponsor.