Shy Guys

Shy Guys They gathered outside the classroom On the Upper floor, In khaki suits Fertile minds and bodies Awaiting the Geography Teacher. The brown eyed girl with full lips Broad hips, Small waist tunic, Slowly climbed the stairs, Freddy now made his move. Heart racing like horse on the track, He turned to slip away, The classroom was home, Hand rails tightened its grip, Warm blood rushing like a river. Freddy looked down at his shoe There were no words to say, Water dripped from his brow None caught his parched lips, She stood in their midst. Freddy’s emotions were exposed, He had a standing ovation, Pants drawn up Caught Looking side ways, Without a book to hold in front. The boys were like dominoes Started to shuffle around, Like dogs mouth salivating, Broken half sentences, Smiling she moved along. Freddy’s lips were sealed, With crazy glue emotions In dreamland locked together, In a passionate kiss, Not foolish defense like fear. His shaking Sweaty palms Now released from hand rails, Slowly slid inside Khaki pants pocket, While frozen legs stood their ground. KenGee