William
Corner watching
Corner stocking
Packing books
Await for clocking
Hear the ding
Spin around
In his face
My heart is found
Hair of honey comb
Lips of silk
Name of William
Jacket zipped
Heart flutters
Words mutter
Books clutter
Find your head girl
Steal it back!
Can't be taken
By this prat!
But still I dream
Into his eyes
Wonderful words
Mysterious lies
His smiles so sweetly
Music blaring in ears
I wish for something
In later years
But hear I sit
All still and bound
Waits for the next occasion
I see him around
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