I sit in class.
infatuated.
mesmerized.
hypnotized.
by the blonde blue eyed goddess in the corner desk.
legs for days.
blouse about to burst from the heaviness of your breasts.
tight skinny jeans that hugged your thighs together as you part them and cross your legs.
pencil on your lips as you're in deep thought yet you don't know how beautiful this position makes you.
in the middle of my daydreaming I write in love in passion a poem that ignites fire in-between your legs a steady burn to your breasts feverish red upon a trail of your neck.
a vein appears along your neck you take a deep breath.
I wanted so bad to kiss it, to caress heaven and vibrate you like a vibrator.
your legs feel the heat erupting as your leg hits the wall clack! as you moaned softly almost a whisper as you felt my hand past the note to you.
every syllable had you hooked.
every word had you secretly seduced.
every phrase utterly intoxicated you.
yet you looked behind you and smiled bashfully as I froze knowing this was it.
you were no longer my crush
you were simply my love.
yet you passed the note.
as I read there's another you love.
but a admirer was to you I was in love.
never to be whole again.
only broken by the fire and desire of love.
©darkdeity
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