I kinda like you,
Oh, i dont know,
Sometimes i wish you would stay,
Other times i wish you would just go...

You're not what i usually like,
Not a Nerd for a start,
But you're kind and good natured,
And pretty alright at art.

When I'm with you I'm someone else,
Not the Nerd everyone else will see,
Just the laughing and joking teenager,
No worries, just you and me.

The thing is, I know we couldn't be together,
You're probably not into me,
I think you have a  girlfriend,
Who would want silly old me?

Although sometimes.. no I'm imagining it,
The strange way you look at me,
It's not right, but it's not wrong,
Well, we'll just wait and see...

Center pressure on the tip
Of the glassed pleasure,
Release a million particles,
Watch them rest on the air.
Thousands of master dancers twirling, spinning,
Sashaying their paths to refuge.
Inhale, exhale.
The atoms entice, capture.
Pleasuring senses with alluring influences.

Just like a ballerina, trapezed,
Carefully and gracefully
Leaning her swan-like neck
Away from her poor partner,
Afflicted by the contrast of halitosis.
Another focus of pressure:
The last of inconveniences amended.