Do you recall the feel of an old crush
One from childhood steeping with affection
Whether lust or puppy love we know not
But the feel when you gaze my direction
Heart rate rises slow while my mind diverts
To innocent but covetous ponder
Oh to be loved by you my sweet darling
Would be a blessing I would not squander
Time passes and our thought process changes
Many lose the romance of a first crush
But somehow I am enamored once more
As when our hands touch I still seem to blush

I know my crush on you will never fade
My love is a childish crush in third grade