Let's Make It Steamy
Dear Bob,
I see you here in poetry class each day
And always imagine us sharing a kiss
I’m shy, not one to put on a display
But not to reach out would be remiss
The feelings I’ve been holding inside
Are accompanied by some fantasies
I imagine our wedding, being your bride
But when I try to talk to you, I freeze
You’re such a hunk and a quarterback too!
I cheer for you during every game
There’s no way to ignore a love so true
But I doubt you even know my name
I’ll be at the dance, wearing a teal dress
So if you don’t already have a date
Let’s slow dance and share a tender caress
Go ahead and kiss me, raise my pulse rate
A more handsome classmate I’ve never seen
Your big, blue bedroom eyes are so dreamy
If another Soup gal looks your way, I’ll turn green
So seek me out and we’ll make your car steamy
Love,
Your Secret Admirer
*Written by Carolyn Devonshire for Michael’s “Passing a Love Note” contest
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