In speech
we dont speak while teacher teaches
I sit behind you
and the view conveys you neatness
Your brown hair has blond highlights
Probably not my type
But your breasts and thighs
Are built exactly how I like
Your skin looks like a glazed donut
We could do so much
I dream about our first touch
Not love!!
it's teenage lust
between us
no chemistry we never even spoke
Your beauty makes me nervous so my words can't leave my throat
You look polished from head to toe and you slender
You make me wanna get behind you
and give you a fender bender
your body is perpendicular to mine with blue eyes
I look at you and sexy is defined
It's not an act
You love wearing black
I watch you move to conclude
I'd love to hit that
To touch every square inch is my motive
Girl your explosive
I can't believe you from Syria
cause it doesn't seem
You make me have secular dreams
All I can do is just dream
Just dream

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