Study Hall


Sandy curls; a mask,
But I can see your blue eyes
Those eyes,
full of light, full of love
for anyone.
Innoncence – I lost so long ago-
I find in you.
And the crazy thing is
We have yet to speak,
But your presence is unlike anyone
You, Your existence, is
Beautiful (I love you).
Every other day my heart leaps
As I walk through those doors
Into a room full of strangers.
Looking for you
My stranger.
And so we speak,
And so we love,
Until study Hall ends.
And I find it no surprise
Our love met again
My love,
My stranger.



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