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dead poet Nov 26
i liked a girl from school, she was,
for me, a little too cool; she was -
on top of her game:  
something to aim for, she was -
hardly concerned if I had a last name.

i remember those roll calls…
my head leaning against the wall
just to sneak a momentary gaze,
as she'd stand up to answer the teacher's call.

“present, sir.." or "..ma’am”,
that’s all she’d say.
and I knew I’d make it through the day.
i believed someday,
with a voice so sweet,
she’d give me a call,
ask me to meet.

and though that day never came to pass
i remember looking through the broken glass -
of the bus window with a muddy tint.
i could still see her like fine print.

i remember her doe-brown eyes,
her fleshy lips -
the belt clutching her beckoning hips
i’d go to sleep,
drooling like a creep.  
in my slumber,
we’d meet in our secret keep.

she spoke in riddles, it would seem:  
but i could trace the general theme -
she’d throw me on the bed, and i’d fall -
right out of my wishful dream.

it’s absurd, i know -
i’m not a fool.
yet sometimes,
i wish i were the ‘cool kid’ in school.
and though her memories are all a blur,
i’ve yet to meet a girl like her.
In the realm where dreams and passions blend,
A tale of love, unyielding, I intend.
Through valleys low and mountains high,
Love conquers all, as the ages imply.

Against the tides that fiercely roar,
Love stands strong, forevermore.
In battles fierce, where darkness quests,
Love's radiant light outshines the rest.

Through conquests vast, both near and far,
Love's tender touch, a guiding star.
No challenge, no foe, can withstand,
The power of love, forever grand.

In whispered winds and moonlit skies,
Love's gentle gaze, where true strength lies.
Through every trial, every test,
Love conquers all, it stands the best.

So let hearts unite, in sweet embrace,
Defeating trials, with love as the base.
For in the tapestry of life's conquests,
Love reigns supreme, the eternal best.

— The End —