Fresh Fragrence
 

tappin my pencil starin at the clock/
Maybe its off so I look down at my watch/
When I hear the door click then shut gently/
I staired at here and tried to think simply/
But as she took a seat in front of me, I got lost/
In the smell comin off her hair and neck/
She smell like she needin some attention, thinkin she was neglect-ed/
I could be the best elect-ed to give you respect-and/
I was askin her question and about her love life/
She said she was single but lookin for a man that loves life/
So I took a breathe and was again takin by her tameness/
I couldnt help but to take another smell of her fresh fragrence/

(JUST A DIALY HIGH SCHOOL CRUSH STORY, YADDA YADDA......)
uppin for feedback, holla!

uppin yall! gimme some feedback!

This don't seem like it's finished. When I got to the end I left me hanging like there should be more. Maybe you might want to write more to this and see what else you can add.

yea, I was thinkin dat too dawg, good eye. I am still pretty new to da whole "POETRY" thing too, but yea, thnx for feedback ^^^^uppin^^^^