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She’s a good girl
Always does as she’s told
Hangs on every word
Doesn’t fit their little molds
He’s handsome
Younger than the rest
Nobody respects him
But really he’s the best
She dresses modestly
But I see through the façade
A girl who’s wild and crazy
With a body just as hot
He grades unfairly sometimes
I outshine every other
They berate me to change him
But I wouldn’t want to be a bother
She has to be consumed
With thoughts of how she must
Keep hold of herself and
For me, her raging lust
He lusts for me daily
I sense at breaks in class
When he should be grading papers
He’s staring at my ass
Her lips are soft
Like cherries in the spring
And springtime always leaves
Solid wanting for a fling
His hands are rough
Like weathered horses plowing snow
Holding onto every curve
And never letting go
She’s been different lately
A fragile broken shell
I wonder what it’s like
Coming back from living hell
He wonders why I’m different
Why I’ve broken why I’m dead
But he put me in this state
Shouldn’t he be here instead?
Always does as she’s told
Hangs on every word
Doesn’t fit their little molds
He’s handsome
Younger than the rest
Nobody respects him
But really he’s the best
She dresses modestly
But I see through the façade
A girl who’s wild and crazy
With a body just as hot
He grades unfairly sometimes
I outshine every other
They berate me to change him
But I wouldn’t want to be a bother
She has to be consumed
With thoughts of how she must
Keep hold of herself and
For me, her raging lust
He lusts for me daily
I sense at breaks in class
When he should be grading papers
He’s staring at my ass
Her lips are soft
Like cherries in the spring
And springtime always leaves
Solid wanting for a fling
His hands are rough
Like weathered horses plowing snow
Holding onto every curve
And never letting go
She’s been different lately
A fragile broken shell
I wonder what it’s like
Coming back from living hell
He wonders why I’m different
Why I’ve broken why I’m dead
But he put me in this state
Shouldn’t he be here instead?
Literature
The Teacher
When I see your smile my day instantly brightens,
For that smile that you have does not appear often.
When you laugh my heart races and I can't help but wish it were me that made you laugh like that.
Though I feel mainly like a nucence to you so I keep out of your way.
I see your determined walk,
And know nothing will stop you from getting what you want.
I listen as you teach me something new everyday.
I listen to you loud heartbeat when we embrace.
I understand I am too young,
And it kills me to know it.
You are my teacher
A father figure in a sence,
A crush that will never become anything more.
You have a life and a family.
I
Literature
Crush
Whenever our eyes meet,
My heart beats
Just a little faster.
Whenever I see you staring at me,
My head spins
Just a little quicker.
Whenever I talk to you,
My world gets
Just a little brighter.
When you laugh at something I say,
My grin gets
Just a little wider.
I try not to let on,
but I still blush
when I see you.
And that's alright by me.
Literature
Books
Ah, the absolute amazing-ness
Of books, books, books.
Books tell stories.
Books record facts.
Books relate history
And how to make snacks.
They come in many a shape and size,
These books, books, books.
Books can be fat.
Books can be tall.
Books can be skinny,
And books can be small.
Oh, the many things you find
When you look in a book, book, book.
There are books about London.
There are books about space.
There are books about cartoons
And even how to race.
You can find a story about anything
In a book, book, book.
About a family and children,
About wizards and witches,
About sadness and sorrow,
Or about little fishes.
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I've finally succeeded in writing a poem that (a) isn't directly about me, (b) has a bit of a storyline, and (c) rhymes! I've been toying with the concept of a story about a student/teacher relationship for a while, and this morning I was bored in math class and decided to finally start putting it on paper.
**Edit**Thanks to the new submission process, I can put stuff into new categories again! ^^ I put this in cheap or tawdry romance because it's a student-teacher relationship, and I'd say that's a little less that conservative
**I also just realized that this is my 50th deviation! Yay, happy 50 deviations to me ^^
**Edit**Thanks to the new submission process, I can put stuff into new categories again! ^^ I put this in cheap or tawdry romance because it's a student-teacher relationship, and I'd say that's a little less that conservative
**I also just realized that this is my 50th deviation! Yay, happy 50 deviations to me ^^
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Wow this is amazing!