infatuation OR nascent love
Oh teacher mine,understand my gentle stare .
feel my beating heart which,
beats faster at your mere gaze .
i dreamt tonight about the angel you taught,
why was she not different than you ,
i don't understand .
Oh teacher mine why do i find ,
my angel watching me through yours eyes.
why your giggling and twinkling teeth,
induces day dream in stupid of mine .
i want to fly in the shadow of yours.
i want to swim in the ether of yours.
i want to bask in the light of yours .
i want your black gazelle's eye to watch me all along .
Oh teacher mine, i wish you
to embrace me by your bosom.
i want you to touch my lips by
red rosy tender lips of yours.
so that i close my eyes and
in thee i sense my angle you taught ....
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