Look at me, shy girl, look at me now.
I know you aren't another mindless sow.
When you think no one's looking, your eyes light alive.
My own eyes widen, and I know I must take the dive.
Take the dive deep into your mind, and see what's what.
I told myself I wouldn't delve into another mere slut.
You're looking back down, shy girl. Stop, that--- please!
I know how much you love them, but don't stare at your knees.
What a beautiful blush that kisses your face.
It makes my heart thrum at an alarming pace.
Put your hand on my heart. Go on, it's not hard!
See? Your touch has got me grinning like a tard.
I adore your long curls, they're part of who you are.
But sometimes I think if you pulled them back you 'd look better by far.
Then you'd get to see those silvering eyes.
Which dart about fast and are of a huge size.
They are the reason (at least in part)
That you've unwittingly consumed my heart.
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