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Nothing More

She sat by me in class
She wore glasses
She was beautiful
She crossed her legs

I dropped a piece of paper
I leaned over to move closer
I touched her foot with my leg
I did not move my leg

She did not move her foot
She blushed and pressed it close
She had sweat on her brow
She had a boyfriend

Who asked her to go steady
Who gave her a ring
Who married her
Who will never know

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Kathryn Collins

October 15, 2013 at 2:27 PM

wow Tim how original and well written this little gem is. Sometimes the heart is fickle, but sensibility calls. I love the last line. Kathy

Cecilia Macfarlane

October 12, 2013 at 12:01 PM

We all wonder about the one we didn't pursue and where it might have gone....clever and terrific write Tim. Hugs

Andrea Dietrich

October 10, 2013 at 4:43 PM

wow I LOVE this kind of poem. Reminds me of that one song where the guy sees a girl on a subway or something and he knows he will never get to be with her. I think it is called You re Beautiful. anyway, I am joining with charma to say: To my faves!!!

Charmaine Chircop

October 8, 2013 at 4:24 PM

to my fvs : )

Charmaine Chircop

October 8, 2013 at 4:23 PM

Ow gee that s exactly what happened to me..My husband touched my foot with his leg and my hand beneath a jacket with his..I blushed and blushed more cause i knew a friend of mine wanted to be his.It was then he asked me to go for a date with him but i refused cause my friend liked him so..Then he was acting like mad i accepted cause i couldn t say no : ).That was 14 yrs ago in coming february.I loved this sweet poem..got me memories of when love was so sweet..tnks for that

Sandra Adams

October 6, 2013 at 12:55 PM

aww, I think everyone of us had that crush that we were too shy to take advantage of..i know my crush got married and had a kid while still in high school and he never knew...nice poem!

Nette Onclaud

October 6, 2013 at 12:10 PM

awwh, admiration from a distance and somehow she responded, but, but.. she was taken... tim, why didn;t you pursue?... sentimental, devastating piece!..:) huggs

Delysia Hendricks

October 5, 2013 at 9:59 AM

Awww, the fish that got away. No mind, Tim. Many, many more in the sea. Lovely poem, my friend. Licia :-)

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

October 4, 2013 at 10:04 PM

Oh Tim, my heart is beating a little faster! A fun read tonight. To answer your question, I had a baby. Luke is 4 months old. I'm just starting to feel like myself again. Pregnancy wiped out all my energy and creativity, but my sweet baby is worth it! Thanks for asking...love and blessings, rhonda

Cherl Dunn

October 4, 2013 at 6:36 PM

By the way I've never been to New Orleans but someday I'd love to go there. I wrote this for a friend at work.

Cherl Dunn

October 4, 2013 at 6:26 PM

OK NOT A BAD WRITE MY FRIEND AND THANK YOU FOR THE COMMENTS ON MY WORK SORRY MY CAP LOCKS ARE STICKENING. LOL

Charlotte Puddifoot

October 4, 2013 at 4:38 PM

succinct, but says so much...I think we can all recall such memorable snapshot moments in time, the feeling, the frisson...(has your heart stopped pounding yet? haha)