Array ( [sid] => 135671 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Classroom Romance [time] => 2007-07-02 06:56:39 [hometext] => http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/58807298/ [bodytext] => Please remain still,
upon the classroom corner,
as I draw this scene into existence.
I'll re-sharpen my pencil for,
every strand of your hair,
that I have to place on paper.

Give me a moment,
these eyes have to re-adjust,
to accommodate your delicate features.
Starting from your resting eyelashes,
down to those euphoric lips,
of which I dream to land a kiss on.

That benevolent smile has sent,
impulses of desire to my beating heart.
Fingers that will slither across your back,
whilst lips press against your neck,
planting kisses up to those sensitive ears;
where words of passion will flood into.

Down, an art exhibition comprised of your body.
A gasp of delight emerges from within,
as a passionate bite sinks into your shoulder.
Save those fragile sounds for later;
in this room they are far too vulnerable,
for others to hear.

Sorry angel, another piece remains incomplete.
Forgive me, my reflexes weren't fast enough.
This screeching sound has created,
Such a loud start for a small beginning,
as our hands collide in unison,
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Classroom Romance
Date: Monday, 2nd July 2007 @ 06:56:39 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Xbxg32000
Please remain still,
upon the classroom corner,
as I draw this scene into existence.
I'll re-sharpen my pencil for,
every strand of your hair,
that I have to place on paper.

Give me a moment,
these eyes have to re-adjust,
to accommodate your delicate features.
Starting from your resting eyelashes,
down to those euphoric lips,
of which I dream to land a kiss on.

That benevolent smile has sent,
impulses of desire to my beating heart.
Fingers that will slither across your back,
whilst lips press against your neck,
planting kisses up to those sensitive ears;
where words of passion will flood into.

Down, an art exhibition comprised of your body.
A gasp of delight emerges from within,
as a passionate bite sinks into your shoulder.
Save those fragile sounds for later;
in this room they are far too vulnerable,
for others to hear.

Sorry angel, another piece remains incomplete.
Forgive me, my reflexes weren't fast enough.
This screeching sound has created,
Such a loud start for a small beginning,
as our hands collide in unison,
reaching for my fallen pencil.

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