Eye Candy

[eminemgirl1234]

There is:
Book in hand, hair in face tousled perfectly
Reading a controversial book on philosophy
Fourth-period eye candy
I just stare
Concentrating on counting freckles
rather than fractions

Sitting next to me
He reads contentedly
Eyes focused
He doesn't even blink as 2 jocks
Play football with a dusty eraser
Now the globe gets knocked over
And they switch to soccer

Soon pencials are rolling all over the floor from
The globe's "goal" between the desks
Everyone loves the chaos instead
of the class

All the while he keeps reading
I dream my skin is the exact page he's reading
His eyes trace every curve and feature,
never missing a word

Just as I finsh picturing
His big blue eyes
Rereading every inch of me,
The bell rings
He quietly places his bookmark between
2 undersving pages

He leaves without a small glance
Left with only daydreams I move on

There he is:
Brush in hand
Headphones half on
Painting a masterpiece
Fifth-period eye candy

[Yah-hah]

Wow mama I love it. I'm a poet too I just kinda put it into rap form for the sire. But yo you have a beautiful way of using the simplet amount of words to create these images. I love it keep doin ya thing