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
Copyright © Kenneth Grant | Year Posted 2022
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