To Dawn In My Algebra Class Updated

Your name is Dawn. I know you hate my nose! And I have mother-of-pearl Snaps On my clothes, But truth is, Seven months I have been waiting, To ask you out! (Don’t know for sure ‘f your folks Will welcome dating) BUT I haven’t got a Chance Of forgetting you, So, if you think, ‘no’, Just… before you do, Remember, I am not all that I seem. I think of you, And float into a dream I see your eyes, as green As unripe, exotic wood, And wonder whether you feel seen, Feel understood I look at you, And Have to catch my breath! I admit, I have hope fluttering in my heart! You smiled at me, My heart wrenched right (And that’s no shibboleth) Okay, I hope that helps… that you have heard, And will respond by saying ‘yes’! Heartfully Signed, And hoping to be undeferred Andy