By: Ridge Ross L. De Veyra
I once had a Crush,
She always made me blush,
She always smiled at me,
And always made me happy.
She was my inspiration,
Whom I always had an affection,
She was just a teen,
A teenager at the age of fifteen.
She was very smart,
A lover who uses the mind than the heart,
She knew what was right,
And the wrong that could cause a fight.
She was very pretty,
From the outside and the inside of her body.
She was gorgeous from the outside,
Especially in the inside.
She had the nicest lips,
And the nose that had the best tips,
She has the softest voice I’ve ever heard,
For she was the prettiest girl from the herd.
She was very brainy,
The very criterion that kept me happy,
Science nor Math,
She’d solve them without asking “What?”.
I loved her with all my heart,
To her, I did not want to apart.
But Amity,
Did she feel for me?
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